Word: fates
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...suddenly seized from behind by a dozen war-painted, whooping Naxi tribesmen, borne high above their heads and marched to the thundering rhythm of drums toward an uncertain fate. At last I am released, but not yet free--not before I have autographed their T shirts, ticket stubs and notebooks. "You guys were great yesterday!" shouts one of the abductors, obviously a fan of my band, Spring and Autumn. He elaborates by doing his best impression of my head bang while thrashing on an air guitar. Meanwhile, Miserable Faith's musicians kick off their set with a groove-heavy bass...
...Jews from Nazi death camps by issuing Swedish identity documents; in Stockholm. Wallenberg, who worked with Anger at the Swedish legation in Budapest, was arrested by the advancing Soviet army in 1945 and never heard from again. After the war, Anger led the effort to determine Wallenberg's fate, visiting Moscow in 1989 to make a personal appeal for information to Mikhail Gorbachev. Anger served as Sweden's ambassador to both Australia and Canada and was made an honorary Israeli citizen...
...could tell you that I don't fear getting the disease myself because I know how toxic fear is, how paralyzing. But in the next breath I would have to tell you that there are late hours of the night when I lie awake and wonder what fate has in store...
Natural materials are all the rage. Cargill Dow, a joint venture by the agricultural giant (Cargill) and the chemical company (Dow), is manufacturing biodegradable and recyclable plastics from corn sugars. The company already makes environmentally friendly packaging for Sony products and pillow stuffing for Pacific Coast Feather. "Our fate is tied to how many products we can make from renewable resources," says chief technology officer Patrick Gruber. The company opened a $300 million facility in Blair, Neb., last year that makes packaging material, plastic cups and film wraps...
...seized suddenly from behind by a dozen war-painted, whooping Naxi tribesmen, borne high above their heads and marched to the thundering rhythm of drums toward an uncertain fate. At last I am released, but not yet free?not before I've autographed all their T shirts, ticket stubs and notebooks. "You guys were great yesterday!" shouts one of the abductors, obviously a fan of my band, Spring and Autumn. He elaborates by doing his best impression of my head-bang while thrashing on an air guitar. Meanwhile, Miserable Faith's musicians kick off their set with a groove-heavy...