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...Fendi bags to match. Somehow my destroyed Abercrombie miniskirt and Havaiana flip-flops seemed out of place. My thoughts were confirmed when, upon climbing to the palace, I was greeted with a large road sign adorned with a giant red X. It had been painted across a pudgy silhouette drawn to represent the quintessential (American) tourist. So maybe I had the disposable camera, but I certainly didn’t have the Panama hat or middle-aged girth...
...just coaches or parents but a mix of both that creates a situation were teens are involved too much. Not all parents push their kids into all of these activities but when it seems that the only way to do well is to do everything, teens are drawn in. With all of the activities teens max out and I have seen some that just quit everything...
...suave Hossein Rahimi the new face of the basij? Not really. As the son of an adviser to the Defense Minister, he is drawn to hard-line politics out of family loyalty. But like many children of the revolutionary elite, class privilege sets his lifestyle apart from the basiji rank and file. He watches Fox News and discovers old friends on www.orkut.com. His favorite movie is A Beautiful Mind, and he lives in a well-heeled neighborhood of north Tehran rather than in the working-class quarter of Naziabad where his basij is based. "Not only do I like Eminem...
...children - he and Sesika have had six of their own and adopted two others - how to surf, and it was their eldest son, Michael, who first showed promise. By the time he was in high school, having featured in the local press for excelling in overseas competitions, Michael had drawn a number of his friends toward this unfamiliar sport. None of them had a board of his own - one still can't buy surf equipment anywhere in Tonga - so they used boards donated over the years by guests of the resort, usually superseded old faithfuls. "If the surf was good...
...lies curled up as if only asleep, knees drawn to her chest, arms wrapped around them, tucked snugly in a nook between the coral boulders. But this woman is long dead, and her bones are as white as the coral branches that have crept among them like tree roots. Around her, lying in other cavities in the sharp rock and covered by volcanic ash, are the resting places of more human bones, all arranged in different positions of repose. Bats wheel above on the wind, which rushes through the coconut palms and sets the blue tarpaulin covering the graves flapping...