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...meetings take place in the worn-looking casino, under signs for the $1 and $5 card tables. Only a handful of people show up for meetings, but the news gets out online: where to file insurance and compensation claims, when schools might open. Employees, used to sleeping on the floor and eating packaged meals ready to eat for the past month, now live onboard and dine on hot food. Every once in a while, a celebrity chef like Paul Prudhomme sends over a dish or dessert. (The warm pralines were...
...engraved lintels (the duke, it seems, had a little P. Diddy in him) and began exploring from the top down. The palace doubles as the Galleria Nazionale delle Marche, and the paintings within are a reminder that Renaissance art was heavily religious. But the paintings on the first floor lean toward the secular. One in particular, Ideal City, belongs near the top of any list of great Renaissance works. The painting, by an unknown artist, is a dream of a city so pure and precise that the creator actually left people out of it. The pictures at the overstuffed, overcrowded...
...taken. Just off the duke's study are two alcoves: the Temple of the Muses and the Chapel of Forgiveness. (Between his battlefield deeds and the generally agreed-upon fact that Federico was complicit in his half-brother's rubout, there was much to absolve.) I sat on the floor in both rooms and absorbed the feel of history, whistling to hear the little echoes and gently rubbing my hands over the stone floors. Maybe I was being a tad presumptuous, but I don't think the duke would have minded...
Theyskens, who is resuscitating the stuffy old French house Rochas, which has been more famous for perfume than clothing, set fashion on a more genteel course last season when he introduced a turn-of-the-century silhouette with floor-length skirts and short, fitted jackets. This season he continued along those lines but added to the mix soft silk pantsuits that looked completely modern...
Jamal Abu Samhadana meets visitors in a narrow first-floor room in the Gaza Strip town of Rafah, in a dwelling lit only by a small, battery-powered fluorescent strip. He proffers a misshapen right hand for a shake. Shrapnel from an Israeli tank shell broke Abu Samhadana's forearm in 2001. His hand looks caved in, his wrist bends grotesquely and his skin is unnaturally smooth and hairless, as though the limbs had been melted. For a tough guy like Abu Samhadana, such disfigurements are badges of authenticity. "Luckily," he says, "I shoot with my left hand...