Word: kum
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...foundation of the movie, even the talent of Binoche and the solid cinematography can’t salvage “Paris.” The vignettes about other Parisians are much stronger than Pierre’s scenes, particularly the story of Benoît (Kingsley Kum Abang), a hotel waiter who immigrates to Paris from Cameroon. The images of his dusty village are colorful but forlorn, and his conversations with a supermodel staying at his hotel are rich with political subtext absent from Pierre’s self-indulgent monologues. It’s a shame that Klapisch...
While most black students at Harvard experience more racial tension than Harvard’s “Kum-bay-yah” image would suggest, even the most skeptical among us must acknowledge that the racial climate at Harvard is much improved from the times of our parents’ generation, and is a far cry from the negative realities that many less privileged black people face all over the world...
...packaged. At the Grand People's Study House, a library overlooking Kim Il Sung Square with its giant portraits of Marx and Lenin, our North Korean hosts arranged a seminar on what life was like under the Japanese. In a lecture hall upstairs, the Japanese audience listened to Kwak Kum Nyo, 76, describe how she became a comfort woman at 16 when Japanese police ordered the manager of the silk factory where she worked to pick 20 girls with "good physiques." Handed over to the army, she was forced to provide sex to as many as 15 soldiers...
TASTEFUL LANGUAGE I'm wracking my brain for culinary superlatives as the moon-faced restaurateur eggs me on, plying me with cold beer. Mouthwatering? Lip-smacking? Succulent? Scrumptious? "Yes, yes," says Chai Uan-kum, proprietor of Chai Chuan Chin, scribbling furiously. "Very good." His is the newest establishment on Manting Lu Road, Jinghong's premier eat street, and I've been enlisted to help draft a sign in English that will lure peckish Westerners...
...boat girl, Ee Kan, and boat boy, Ai Kum, seem to know what they're doing, poling furiously as the gnarled fingers of overhanging branches grasp and claw at us. Ee Kan wails as we scud past an exposed rock, and I prepare to abandon ship. As we slide over the last of the rapids into blessed calm water, I am relieved to remember that a serenade from these silk-swathed gondoliers was part of the deal. Both are Dai tribespeople, but they're singing their hearts out in Mandarin. "This is a famous Chinese song about...