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...Half-Blood Prince,” Harry “Power of Love” Potter and friends are suddenly and embarrassingly horny. Sometimes this is (literally) charming: when her love interest hooks up with another girl, for instance, Hermione conjures a flock of twittering birds to attack him, and they batter him all the way to the door “like a hail of fat golden bullets.” But elsewhere the romance feels uninspired; Rowling is apparently a little too far away from adolescence to remember youthful flings as anything more than triumphs in physical awkwardness...
...place where visitors can sail a boat, swim in the harbor, smell the sea?and still do business. Will China's movie starlets want to be filmed against a background of smog? Will the new rich from China's interior, longing for a breath of fresh sea air, flock to a smelly city? An environment that should be one of Hong Kong's attractions is already driving business to Singapore, Sydney, even Tokyo...
...blocking group. They were as brilliant at living as they were at school. Together, the boys climbed the old man of Portree, a rock formation on the Isle of Skye in Scotland. On that same trip, they rambled a coral beach, fed their leftover, hostel-cooked spaghetti to a flock of unsuspecting birds—and with their dashing looks and American accents delighted a different species of bird altogether...
...manager, Burr has a penchant for delivering sermons to his flock on how to do a better job. He zealously believes that his populist, everybody-is-important organization can make a better world, or at least a better kind of capitalism. Says William Hambrecht, a San Francisco financier whose firm helped Burr raise $24 million to start the company: "Don Burr is really operating from a philosophical base, rather than a financial one. Monetary success is almost incidental. He's after much more than that...
What am I doing here? What are any of us doing here--a flock of mad ducks flown north for the winter, descending noisily on this modest, good-mannered nation? We're here for the story, naturally: journalists always turn their heads where the noise is. For the nearness of power too. Merely the thought of the two big bosses sitting knee to knee, tossing the world's well-being back and forth, is enough to thump the journalistic heart. Back in Reykjavk, in that stout symmetrical house by the water, an abstract enmity is reduced...