Word: hotel
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...essential goodness, but he's looking bored and distracted one minute, uncomfortable the next: it's hard for him to cede control of his own story. A black Little League teammate reminisces about the 11-year-old Bradley threatening to call the mayor of Joplin, Mo., if a local hotel didn't rent the black kid a room, and the 56-year-old Bradley chews his lip and looks at the floor. His second grade music teacher sings his praises, and he gazes into the distance, even forgetting to thank her as she goes by--until his wife, Ernestine Schlant...
...reply, Bradley talks about being tougher on handgun registration and campaign-finance reform, then says, "There's a set of differences that are a little deeper." He styles himself an outsider, talks about trust and tells about the Independents and Republicans who approach him in airports and hotel lobbies, saying, "I'd vote for you, but I'll never vote for him." His message: I can beat Bush; Gore, with all his baggage, never will. Bradley doesn't say whether those Independents and Republicans have heard about his unapologetically liberal platform. Maybe he thinks his halo will keep them...
...pictures pouring out of Taiwan last week that told the real story. Buildings were peeled open like dollhouses, with walls stripped away and still furnished rooms absurdly exposed to the air. Tall buildings leaned drunkenly against smaller neighbors. Taipei's Sungshan hotel-apartment complex accordioned from 12 floors to just four, but a temple nearby remained standing, its paper lanterns hanging from the perimeter of the roof...
...then spoke about his pre-teaching days, working at the Biltmore Hotel in New York, where "the Ivy League boys met the Seven Sisters girls," he said...
David O. Russell, dapper and dark haired, sitting in his plush suite at the Four Seasons hotel with a plate of asparagus and carrots in front of him, which he was fastidiously eating with a fork, was available to answer questions, while his dapper and baseball-capped personal assistant, James, fielded the phone calls that kept coming in. Though his first two movies were 'indie' (if such a word is relevant any more) the luxury in which he reposed seemed indicative of his move to the major studios...