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...thing is certain--if even a single inch is taken away from the monument's boundaries, activists like Dave Willis will give no quarter in their battle to protect the forest...
...years the American lawn--which gardening writer Michael Pollan has described as "nature under totalitarian rule"--has sprouted in inhospitable climates from coast to coast, seeded, fertilized, doused with water and pesticides, and mowed to within an inch of its life. But in Las Vegas and other communities, the ground is quite literally, if slowly, shifting. Whether because of water restrictions, an increased concern about pesticides or simply a backlash against the unending labor required to keep lawns pruned to perfection, more homeowners are questioning whether the grass's being greener is necessarily a good thing...
...tried to dig a small pond for waterlilies, but the shovel blade went an inch down and hit rock. Everywhere I dug, I clanged against rock. I called in a guy with a back hoe and he harvested boulders for a couple of hours, until we had a hole big enough to be a bull's grave and ringed with enough rocks to build another house. This field has never been cultivated, for good reason, and, if domesticated at all, is meant for sheep. We once thought about tilling it and putting in something organized, like wheat. We gave...
...heel, so that it couldn't continue to maul him, it started to throw its body, slam its body back and forth, to try to maul him, to try to eat his foot. It took a piece of the top of his foot off completely, like probably a 4-inch long by an inch and a half, maybe two inches wide, all the flesh. It severed the main tendon to his big toe, the main tendon to the next toe, crushed the casing to the joints that join the big toe to the foot. So its bacteria was then inside...
...girl in six-inch platform boots is hanging with her friends on a Catholic school stoop in Chelsea, New York City, watching a gaggle of boys playing hacky- sack on the street. As the sun sets, the group is joined by a boy wearing a striped, bright knit hat; a young man in a button-down shirt; a graphic designer - dozens of young New Yorkers of all shapes and sizes. As 9 p.m. approaches, they file into the gymnasium and flop into hard, brown plastic chairs arranged in the center. "Hi, I'm Andrew and I'm an alcoholic," says...