Word: foreheads
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...Zhao, his fellow miners called him -- a weary-looking man, 54, wearing a yellow safety helmet and a miner's lamp strung around his neck, black coal dust embedded in the lines on his forehead and lightly powdering the insides of his ears. Last May Zhao and a team of other veterans were assigned to search for the bodies of 57 miners killed in Zuoyun County, deep in China's Shanxi province. The dead men had accidentally tunneled into a flooded mine shaft next to their own. "Many of them are very young--just boys," Zhao says, pausing to light...
...Here's some ghoulish Gould from panels reprinted in Masters of American Comics, we see the detective's hair burned to the scalp; he's shot in the forehead by a .22 rifle bullet; he's left to starve to death, his own prop a smirking skull. This is the text in a Sunday splash from 1943: "A brawny arm is hurled forward! With the speed of lightning, a leather thong wraps itself around the detective's neck - he chokes. His hands struggle toward his throat. His body is yanked backward. The pain is excruciating! The whip butt rises...
...talk. I pass. (I got into trouble for just that talent in high school.) She asks me about my background, my education. She evaluates my posture (Stand up straighter!), my demeanor (there is a "slight current of negativity"), my conversational mannerisms (I put my hands on my face and forehead, a no-no). We are now in the Mom Zone, times 10. My gestures pass muster, except that I am told I am playing with my bracelet. "I get paid to pick. It's a great job," says Pachter. "We don't expect people to be perfect. We expect them...
...meet. There is the print of Charlie Russell’s “Lewis and Clark Meeting the Flatheads” in one corner—a coming-together between “Indian-Feather and Indian-Dot,” Marks notes gleefully while pointing to his forehead. And in another corner, we find the intimately decorated, framed pages from some Mumbai bookseller...
...blockmate L. Tenjiwe Moyana ’07. And she doesn’t—Poilâne tries to live as close to a normal life as she can manage. “There’s no reason for me to put a label on my forehead and say ‘Hey, I run a company,’” she says. “But at the same time, I’m not going to lie—I kind of love my job.” It is Poilâne?...