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...question, though, is whether it's good to see more houses come onto the market. Rampant building was one of the things that helped foster the real estate bubble, after all. Are the same companies that didn't know when to stop prematurely hopping back in? The number of existing homes for sale has fallen over the past year, but we still have a 9.4-month supply on the market - nearly double the rate that's desirable. With desperate homeowners trying to sell, and foreclosures still piling up, are more houses what we need? (See pictures of high-end homes...
...strike up a conversation mid-swerve around a rotary, as he snakes by visibly frustrated drivers in rush-hour congestion who are forced to abide by traffic laws in their larger, relatively cumbersome, and decidedly safer vehicles. I respond through gritted teeth as I clutch my purse and hold onto the seat like my life depends on it, probably because it does...
...Henry James wrote in The Italian Hours that of all the cities in the world, Venice is the easiest to visit without actually going there. Indeed, even if one has never set foot onto the sinking metropolis, it is hard not to have a pretty good idea of what it’s like: canals, gondolas, bridges, sleepy alleyways, crowded piazzas. The sights and images of Venice are everywhere in our own culture...
...understandably a little anxious recently when I climbed onto a three-wheel, electric-powered scooter capable of going 18 m.p.h. (almost 30 km/h). Trikke (pronounced trike) has been making odd-looking tricycles for two decades, but its new Tribred Pon-e (pronounced pony) has an electric motor that can help you get up hills or drag your tired butt home. Like all other Trikkes, it lets you generate momentum by simply shifting your weight on the thing's wishbone platform. The side-to-side motion, which feels similar to carving your way down a ski slope, is what propels...
...skeletal little strumpet emerged from the bathroom, her nose freshly powdered. I looked around for something to toss her—a sandwich, croissant, jar of mayonnaise, anything really—but she stormed past me onto the floor and proceeded to pin another female against a gargantuan speaker...