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...Morning fog and drizzle, becoming partly sunny. Highs...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: WEATHER | 9/10/1997 | See Source »

...this: if television can sustain three different nighttime soaps about the backbiting and the collagen-injected in three different monied precincts of Los Angeles, then perhaps it can also sustain three action-adventure series set among leather-wearing warriors and hooded-caped, albeit prophetic, senior citizens in the woodsy, fog-laden hills of fifth century Europe...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: TELEVISION: MANY SWORDS BUT NO EDGE | 7/21/1997 | See Source »

...Rusa Won traded her dull secretarial job with Procter & Gamble for a high-glam marketing post at the Rock 'n' Roll Club. Guangzhou's hottest dance mecca lures a thousand free-spending hipsters a night at 80 yuan ($10) a head. Amid flashing lasers, throbbing strobes, wafts of colored fog, Guangzhou's young and rich pulsate to the pounding, 200-decibel beat of Western rap. "Politics?" hoots an 18-year-old who calls himself Jeff. "We come here to play." "Politics!" laughs his sister, 22, swiveling and shimmying. "I just want to relax...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INSIDE CHINA | 6/30/1997 | See Source »

Less somber, but still a fog-shrouded mystery of the sea, is why it is hard to love even the sleekest boat made of fiber glass, or sheet steel, or sprayed ferro-concrete. And why, if you like boats at all, it is hard not to love even a squat, stumpy and probably leaky boat made of wood. Two amiable new books about the perilous beguilement of wood boats are Sea Change, by Peter Nichols (Viking; 238 pages; $23.95) and Sailing in a Spoonful of Water, by Joe Coomer (Picador; 256 pages...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: BOOKS: CAST UP BY THE SEA | 6/23/1997 | See Source »

...know in my heart that they did it just for kicks. They wanted to see what it was like to kill someone and see what it felt like inside." And then that night at the marsh comes back to her, the feeling she had as she stood in the fog waiting for more help to arrive. "I felt they could have been there watching us and laughing." She shudders. "They could have wasted...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: FRANKLIN, N.J.: DELIVERED TO THEIR DEATHS | 5/5/1997 | See Source »

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