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...younger girls who hanker to pair up with a bad boy for a night. Instead, rich urban wives want the kind of guy they envision for their daughters: well-mannered, well-groomed, well-heeled. By day Zhang sells real estate, and his Beijing apartment is filled with pale blond Ikea furniture. He doesn't need the money, really, but he's longing for a new Zegna suit, and his latest patron - the 48-year-old wife of a property magnate - has promised him a spring shopping spree. "We're good for each other," he insists. "I give her confidence about...
Sources: CDC, IKEA, National Confectioners Association, Bureau of the Census "Facts for Features," White House Drug Policy Office
...word. Some of the year's top buildings played with teasing, gauzy see-through effects, and you could scarcely buy consumer goods not skinned in Technicolor plastic: the Handspring Visor personal digital assistant, the Power Mac G4 Cube, translucent trash cans and toilet-brush holders from the likes of Ikea and Target. And magazines and books were rife with die-cut covers. The luminous transparent things of 2000 thrummed with Jell-O-colored energy, as if so jazzed they could hardly contain their insides...
...their second debate, they sat around a little half-circle table - I believe that was the "Politik," $169.95 in the debate accessories section of the Ikea catalog - and Gore came across subdued and humbled to a point. He didn't sigh. He didn't interrupt (much). He generally refrained from constructions like, "Let me explain why," "And here's how this works," or "Now let me put this in terms your puny man-brain can fathom...
...broadcasts five nights a week (starting July 5), and you get an idea of what so unsettled some continentals. Built from prefabricated modular units, it is perhaps the least homey-looking house $10 million can buy. The walls are lurid yellow and purple here, dead blue-gray there; the Ikea furniture is spare in the extreme. It is Martha Stewart's hell, a cold Bauhaus panopticon riddled with cameras...