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...used to.DARK CHOCOLATEEveryone likes milk chocolate. It is sweet, creamy, and often shaped like bunnies. But we all know that the Easter Bunny isn’t a real animal, and we should all know that the milk chocolate he brings to children isn’t real chocolate. Grown-ups who’ve weaned themselves off the milky concoction have learned to savor dark chocolate, but it requires a taste for bitterness and a little bit of practice. A lot of supposed gourmets have been talking about single origin chocolate, but for starters, take several small portions...
...besides. The film also suffers from its flawed central plot device: that story the daddy tells his little girl. It's sanitized, of course - all sexual components cleansed - but even so it is discomfiting. It's a tale most fathers would resist telling a child - maybe even a fully grown one. And the actors have trouble with it. Reynolds can't help looking rather shifty as he relates his story and Breslin, who was so wonderful in Little Miss Sunshine, is obliged to play a standard-issue wise child, the kind of kid moviemakers think charming and audiences often feel...
...gone. Hotels both large and small are engaged in a battle to see who can be the most luxurious, and at the center of the war is the bed. That chocolate is now likely to be imported and artisanally made; the pillow, covered in a 400-thread-count, organically grown cotton case and accompanied by other fluffy luxuries, all designed with sleep in mind...
...summer's end, the headaches had grown so intense that Cassidy pleaded once more for help, and his doctor prescribed methadone, a powerful narcotic. The next day, calls to Cassidy's cell phone from his wife Melissa went unanswered. After two more days without word from her husband, she frantically called the Army and urged that someone check on him. Nine hours later, two soldiers finally unlocked the door to his room. They found Cassidy slumped in his chair, dead, his laptop and cold takeout chicken wings on his desk...
Those of us on campus today do not lack the transformative ambitions of its past residents; we simply lack direction. We’ve grown up aware of the enormity of war, torture and corruption. So though we can (and often do) try to learn about the tragedies of our world, we also have to learn to live with them. We set up from our neon-green seats caring, frustrated, but with a need to move...