Word: lair
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...because he wants to hide in the shadows. It's because Islam proscribes representative artwork, and Omar includes photographs in that concept. Religion is Omar's obsessive core, as I learned in my many interviews with him in Kandahar, the Taliban's hometown and Omar's heavily guarded lair. He doesn't even like his title of mullah, which means "giver of knowledge." Having been yanked out of the seminary to fight the Soviet occupiers of his country, Omar would rather be known as a talib, a "seeker of knowledge," a student...
...flight of stairs just blocks from the Mongkok police station is A.Room -- the name of the studio, the label and the band's hangout -- the perfect lazy boy's lair. Everything in the front room is centered around a 30-in. television where every night some combination of LMF members and friends are playing Winning Eleven 5 or GT Grand Tourismo 3 on the Sony PlayStation. A black-and-white security monitor shows who's at the door. Band coordinator, art director and guitarist Prodip's many action figures, which are still in their packages, hang from the walls: Jason...
...four months in 1997, Marwan Al-Shehhi lived in a small room while he attended classes at University of Bonn. The room has white wallpaper--hardly the "terrorist's lair" of which the local paper has written. The landlord says he and his wife "were shocked" when they heard from the police that the young man who shared their flat was one of the terrorists (Al- Shehhi was on Flight 175, which destroyed the south tower of the World Trade Center). Adds the landlord with a sigh: "I always prided myself on possessing not a little knowledge of character...
...surface. Later, we adjourned to the shore, weary from our frolicking. Like children building a fort in the family den, we huddled beneath a damp towel and looked out at the Pamela Andersons and David Hasselhoffs of the world. Like vampires, we sucked our Pepsi contentedly from our lair and cautiously applied a second layer of Coppertone. I felt compelled to shout out something in a British accent to the nearby tourists who were ogling us in order to justify my alien behavior...
...attend Bryn Mawr College, a select Main Line liberal arts school for women. By some accounts, she never recovered from the shock and drifted like a windblown leaf through relationships and jobs after graduation. Within days of their meeting, the Unicorn carried this wounded deer back to his lair, a squalid apartment near Penn...