Word: murmurings
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...fast, how beautifully they can go. We so seldom drop by their world, and yet are made welcome. The opening ceremonies will feature Jamaican bobsledders still thrilling at the recent sighting of their first snow. "I am all alone with the mountain," Jean-Claude Killy used to murmur, but the golden skier of Grenoble was also known to drop his pants in midair and park his Volkswagen in the hotel lobby. This is serious stuff, but it promises...
...manager patrols the lobby in a tuxedo; you half expect him to murmur, "Good evening, m'sieur," as you stroll by. Paintings of the High Tasteful school adorn the walls. Tea is being served -- 14 different blends -- on Rosenthal china. Perhaps madame would care for carrot cake, or a latte macchiato, or some nice kosher chocolates. Perhaps m'sieur and madame would also like to walk through the doors at the back of the lobby and catch Eddie Murphy Raw. For this is not the Stork Club or the Waldorf in a scene from some posh old Hollywood romance...
...scene from one of Africa's guerrilla wars: four men wearing green fatigues and packing FN assault rifles fanned out across a wooded ridge. The bush crackled under a punishing afternoon sun as the government patrol scoured the hillside for enemy tracks. Then they heard it: the low murmur of voices drawing closer. Below them, a file of four men -- three carrying AK-47 rifles -- slowly advanced through a yellow sea of elephant grass. Without warning, the government patrol opened fire, gunning down all four in 40 seconds. When the bodies were searched, they recovered 278 rounds of ammunition...
...judge Barbie after what happened then?" asked M'Bemba. "If there is a race that has been perpetually oppressed from slavery until now, it is the Negro race." When the Congolese lawyer said he had shaken Barbie's hand as a mark of respect when he met him, a murmur ran through the courtroom. M'Bemba snapped back, "I can understand your reaction. You have not lived what I have lived...
...within the North Korean Communist Party about the succession. Until the senior Kim dies, little is likely to change. His portrait peers from virtually every room in every home, office, school and hotel, and his statue decorates most corners. In the streets, North Koreans keep their conversations to a murmur and move at a uniform pace. As the following images show, French Photographer Yann Layma found Kim's kingdom to be a place frozen in time, in ideology and in its prospects...