Word: hairs
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...later tunes, Cohen sings, "Well my friends are gone and my hair is gray/ I ache in the places where I used to play/ And I'm crazy for love, but I'm not coming on./ I'm just paying my rent every day in the Tower of Song." Next to Cohen's castle of music, place this fetching little monument to the bard of rapturous bereavement. Release date: June...
...burgeoning scope of South Asian cultural confidence, yielding details of hundreds of art galleries, concerts, readings, plays and indie films. When I was invited back to Harvard for a South Asian night in 2001, I was ushered into a hall brimming with 1,500 heads of shiny black hair. "They'd better be careful," I joked. "Soon this country will be run by people who look like...
...reaction was strikingly different an hour later, as John Kerry delivered a forceful address that showed none of the hair-splitting that defined his presidential campaign. Almost the entire 35-minute speech was about Iraq, and he was interrupted by a half dozen standing ovations as he compared Iraq to Vietnam, arguing that both wars were framed as parts of larger global conflicts (the war on terror and communism), but were prolonged and extended by political leaders who couldn't admit their policies had failed. "They are the two most failed policy choices in American history," Kerry said. He called...
...massages, and photo contests, all taking place in mud dug up near Boryeong and moved to the beach. Look out for opening- and closing-night fireworks, as well as parades and cultural performances during the week. There's no need to fret about getting the mud out of your hair, either: showers at minimal cost are abundant, as are lockers that can be used to store a fresh set of clothes. Finally, after you've wallowed and lolled in Boryeong's thick gray ooze, you can pick up some of the locally made products - from mudpacks and mud shampoo...
...House until June 25, the moon watches over the gentle unfolding of life, from kava ceremony to funeral song. In many Pacific cultures, the moon is also seen as a female deity, and in Vula womanhood is worshiped just as fully, from the languorous flick of a maiden's hair to the ribald jokes of a group of washerwomen, whose laughter becomes the ebb and flow of lagoon life...