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Finally, in an especially ingenious experiment, they used mice genetically engineered to carry a jellyfish gene that glows a faint fluorescent green and transplanted normal ovarian tissue into them. If the mice really did have egg-producing stem cells, some should migrate into the new tissue to generate new, green eggs--while the follicles that enveloped them, coming from normal tissue, would be white. "That's exactly what we saw," says Tilly...
...he’s hooked up with and, to show there are no hard feelings, their boyfriends on his friends list. With 414 friends and counting, Jermaine Beatty ’04 clearly just spends his days sitting by his laptop indiscriminately friending people in the faint hope they might accidentally click “accept” as they reach to scratch their chin quizzically while futilely scanning their mental facebook for the name Jermaine Beatty...
...opening showed little promise to deliver much substance on that theme—but it revealed plenty about the media’s desire to bring down the outsider from Vermont who had dared breach the establishment’s walls. “The murmurs of doubt are faint, barely audible above the background hum of the Internet cosmos, but they are worth listening to,” the article began, proceeding to quote a few Dean-doubters posting comments of dubious newsworthiness on the former governor’s public, uncensored weblog. A month later, Sen. John...
...where smugglers are known to pass. There, at around 10 p.m., he meets the man he hopes will get him to Libya. At a corner table in the dimly lit café, Abdi Salan listens intently to the local man, who speaks Arabic in a faint voice. (Abdi Salan's native tongue is Somali, but he understands enough Arabic to get by.) The man is tall, lean and dark, wearing a flowing white Arab robe and headdress. He is flanked by a pair of shorter, younger subordinates in Western clothes. The smugglers agree to help Abdi Salan cross the Sahara...
...chant of “We had sex in high school” missed its aim, as it was too faint to distract the players and I don’t know of any other Harvard students in the stands besides me. For my part, I was stationed with the Crimson parents, a sparse quiet group in a sea of red, too few and too reserved to counter the Big Red taunts...