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Most of all, I like the people. The bus gives me a sense of camaraderie with my fellow commuters. Here we are, pre-morning caffeine, all trying to get to our jobs. As long as I don’t open my mouth and reveal my “amusing” American accent, I am tacitly accepted as a Sydneysider...

Author: By Jayme J. Herschkopf, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: An Inadvertent Bus Tour | 6/27/2005 | See Source »

...arced colonnades that enclose St. Peter’s Square seem like the twin mandibles of a great insect opening its jaws toward the city of Rome, inviting the citizenry into the mouth of Catholicism. Accepting their offer, I claimed a seat in the Vatican’s square alongside ten thousand devoted pilgrims and curious visitors, all hoping to catch a glimpse of Pope Benedict XVI, Catholicism’s holiest man and the modern world’s most potent religious leader...

Author: By Nikhil G. Mathews, | Title: Benedict’s Boycott | 6/27/2005 | See Source »

...beaver top hat like Lincoln's, but a hand-me-down from the local theater troupe will do; always have a snappy response to kids' favorite question: "Aren't you dead?"; a little piece of pencil eraser affixed above the right corner of your mouth can serve as Lincoln's prominent mole; if you're not quite as tall as Lincoln, you might say, "Few men could measure...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: It's Not Abe. Honest | 6/26/2005 | See Source »

...would be a sorrowful picture except for the fact that Lincoln's mouth is turned ever so slightly into a smile. The smile doesn't negate the sorrow. But it alters tragedy into grace. It's as if this rough-faced, aging man has cast his gaze toward eternity and yet still cherishes his memories--of an imperfect world and its fleeting, sometimes terrible beauty. On trying days, the portrait, a reproduction of which hangs in my office, soothes me; it always asks me questions...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: What I See in Lincoln's Eyes | 6/26/2005 | See Source »

...annual chorus is a familiar sound to Pat and Larry Moeller. "It's eerie," says Pat. "A couple of weeks ago, there were so many they filled the sky, and there was not a one that didn't have its mouth open." The Moellers live in a white farmhouse on 400 acres of land that used to belong to Larry's father and uncle, and before that his grandfather, and before that his great grandfather. Next year, however, title to the property will pass to a local conservation group called the Platte River Whooping Crane Maintenance Trust. "It's kind...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: In Nebraska: A Joyful Spring Racket | 6/21/2005 | See Source »

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