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...accounts, the gamble has already proved worthwhile. For 25 years, the Genmar factory at Little Falls, Minn., has used the same caustic, grubby process to churn out Wellcraft and Glastron fiber-glass runabouts. Men and women in blue coveralls layer or spray fiber glass over each hull. Half-finished boats are scattered around the warehouse, overshadowed by stacks of used molds. The stench of styrene is overpowering. The manual layering process is so imprecise that each hull is different; imperfections have to be corrected by hand...
...sluggish layer of air loiters over the sound, which has turned to a noncolor of thick, translucent plastic. The tide rummages with the pebbles. Gulls laugh themselves sick. What's so funny, I'd like to know. I'd like to know who is going to be the last Survivor. I'd like to know who is going to remember last week's aids conference in Africa. I'd like to know who is going to remember Africa. You know? I'm losing my memory. I'd like to try that new Alzheimer's vaccine. Do I like tuna tartar...
...patients treated had so severely damaged their corneas (the transparent layer that covers the iris) that conventional cornea transplants were no longer an option. Some 2,000 to 4,000 Americans suffer similar corneal scarring each year--from chemical burns, diseases or chronic inflammation, according to Dr. Ivan Schwab at the University of California at Davis, who led the U.S. team. The operation, however, cannot help those with congenital retinal or optic-nerve disorders...
...techniques used by the U.S. and Taiwanese groups were similar. Both took stem cells from the limbus, the circular area of the eye that surrounds the cornea. These cells were grown on a sterilized membrane for several weeks until they formed a layer five to 10 cells thick. Doctors then cut pieces to the size they needed and sewed them into place...
...make sure each morning to layer the deodorant on because you know that there will be the short people on the train that will be forced, like it or not, to smell your armpit. You hope to God that it lasts all day and through the ride home. If it doesn't, you hope to God that they don't blame you for it, even though you know that there really isn't anything...