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...South African entrepreneur named Mike Nunn, who was buying tanzanite from local miners, spotted an opportunity. He recalls drinking a beer on the hood of his Land Cruiser?the snow on "Kili" pink in the sun's glow?and studying the mining operations below. He had come from the Block D zone reserved for small-scale miners and was headed to Block B, a second area for locals, studded like D with a jumble of corrugated-iron roofs, holes and ladders marking each small claim. But between them was a large dirt stretch with no activity. He made inquiries...
Americans love self-made men and women. And who was ever more literally self-made than Anna Nicole Smith? Described by acquaintances as a flat-chested teen, she shaped, nipped and tucked herself into a living hood ornament. She styled herself ŕ la Marilyn Monroe and then, after fighting drug problems and ballooning, whittled herself down as a spokeswoman for TrimSpa diet supplements. According to her mother, she even invented her childhood, mythologizing her middle-class upbringing into a hardscrabble one, like Jay Gatsby in reverse. Feral, brazen and vacant, Smith was not talented in most usual senses...
...snowflakes sandblasted us at hurricane force, we had to grab the railings to keep from being knocked over. "Isn't it great?" shouted Deb Burch, a science teacher in Andover, Mass., who graded papers between lectures and excursions. Then my hood blew off, and, figuring I had about 30 seconds before frostbite set in, I ducked back inside. None of the hearty folks still outside made a move to follow...
...commercial, which had four alternate endings, showed a pair of auto mechanics inadvertently touching lips while sharing a Snickers bar. To compensate for their accidental smooch, they “do something manly” like tear out chest hair, hit one another with a wrench or a car hood, or drink motor oil and windshield washer fluid. It clearly doesn’t get more manly than that...
...aggressively curious but half-afraid the hand might be bitten by something in the dark. Roll it up: the hand withdrew before being caught by the glass. All the faces pressed up against the windows now (a nightmare through a fish-eye lens), and the fists beat harder on hood and roof and windshield, in a taunting, accelerating cadence: boom -- -- boom -- boom-boom-boomboomboom boom. The driver, a Palestinian whose taxi had the blue license plates of the occupied territories and not the hated yellow Israeli plates, gave the Palestinian V-sign of solidarity with his fingers (the gesture, seen...