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...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...
...Sayyaf, an Islamic militant group described by a U.S. official as "Kidnap Inc." The terrorists also grabbed a Kansas missionary couple, Martin and Gracia Burnham, who were celebrating their 18th wedding anniversary, and 13 Filipinos. They were forced into speedboats and hauled 400 km to Basilan, the terrorists' island lair off southern Mindanao. Rebels last week claimed they had beheaded Sobero, but the Philippine military said it couldn't confirm the killing...
...year-old led the armed men, members of the feared Abu Sayyaf guerrilla group, to the resort, where they rounded up 20 hostages?17 Filipinos and 3 Americans?and transported them to their lair on Basilan Island in the far south of the archipelago. Upon arriving they seized 10 more hostages, mostly fishermen. Then the bloodbath began. At week's end, the group had been attacked by the Philippine military and lost up to 14 fighters, including supreme Abu Sayyaf leader Khadaffy Janjalani. They raised the stakes by storming a church and a hospital and taking 200 more captives? reports...
Forrester (Connery) is a one-book novelist, fallen into an endless Salingeresque funk. From the window of his Bronx apartment, he watches black kids playing basketball in a vastly changed neighborhood. The best and brightest of them, Jamal (good newcomer Brown), penetrates his lair on a dare, and a mentoring relationship develops between the cranky old writer and the very bright teenager. The film's twists and turns are as predictable as the patronizing racism at the private school that grants the boy a scholarship. Something more surprising might have been made of this odd couple, but Van Sant, emptily...