Word: length
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...possible, sewing. "Ladies, we need your waist measurement and skirt length," says Valerie Campbell, 67, who doubles as wardrobe mistress. She holds up one of the peasant costumes the chorus women will wear in the Aug. 24-27 performances: "We'll have a sewing bee and cut them out; then everyone will take theirs home and sew it up." The men, who are outnumbered three to one-"we should get a medal," jokes Ken Martin-are building a gondola. "It's hard work," says Campbell, "but it brings us all together." And "what else are you going to do?" says...
...Nullarbor. "The thing that struck me," he says, "is it's the same but different. There's always something a bit different down the road." Today he's especially struck by the tyranny of distance. From Ceduna to Esperance alone, he says, "this distance would get me the whole length of New Zealand...
...fingers over that laminated picture. When the Fokker's wheels hit the tarmac, 50 people sigh in unison, 50 stomachs unclench. But the relief is temporary; most of us still have to negotiate the Highway of Death. There have been hundreds of insurgent and terrorist attacks along its length since the U.S. military established its largest Iraqi base, Camp Victory, next to the airport three years ago. Many of the attacks are directed at U.S. patrols, but they have also killed scores of Iraqi noncombatants. Last summer two of my Iraqi colleagues were badly wounded when a roadside bomb went...
...January, the group--which takes pride in its homegrown, independent character--told al-Qaeda to buzz off, according to Hamas and Israeli intelligence sources. Hamas accepts limited assistance from Iran, and some of its leaders take sanctuary in Syria, but the group holds both countries at arm's length...
...genetic perfection leads to a new, scientific apartheid, or “Blade Runner,” in which cloning has blurred the line between human and non-human beyond recognition. The way that society has chosen to deal with that fear is to hold scientists at arms length, to label them “the other,” to borrow a phrase, and pigeonhole them into crude caricatures—the necromantic Victor Frankenstein who yells “Eureka!” and laughs madly, or the crotchety old hunchback laboring over fuming beakers—that...