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...just as boring as you probably remember high school to have been. But then one girl, previously one of Marin's better students, refuses to read aloud from a book and then angrily refuses to make a genuine apology to him in an after-class confrontation. From that point onward, things pretty much run downhill for M. Marin. (See the top 10 movies...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Class: A Year in the Blackboard Jungle | 12/17/2008 | See Source »

...Onward, Zalathal!” she cried, echoing The Stable...

Author: By Lesley R. Winters, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: THE STABLE BOY | 12/12/2008 | See Source »

...onward they sped, through the wide French doors and into the darkened hallway that was already filling with smoke. Felicity wielded the torch like a broadsword, swung it left and right. Slowly the dark house came alight with fire. She paused at the top of the great staircase. In the gray din below, she thought she saw a thread of golden hair. It disappeared, and then she saw her imbecile of a husband running in the same direction. He must not reach Roxanna! Felicity hurled the burning torch down the stairs at Frederick’s feet. Frederick shrieked...

Author: By Lesley R. Winters, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: THE STABLE BOY | 12/12/2008 | See Source »

...Turin in Italy, Bilbao in Spain, and Saint-Etienne in France - were all industrial behemoths of the 19th century. Belfast and Bremen thrived through shipbuilding. Many of the world's knives, blades and cutlery came from Sheffield. Turin was famous for its car manufacturer Fiat. But from the 1970s onward, fortunes plummeted. As traditional industries folded, inner-city decay and suburban sprawl took hold, turning off prospective investors and keeping residents from putting down roots...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: How Struggling Cities Can Reinvent Themselves | 12/10/2008 | See Source »

...told Frederick huskily, and lay down next to Felicity.Frederick stood above them, his legs spread wide like a colossus, and began to unbuckle his trousers. He heard the drumbeat of anticipation in his ears. Too late, he realized what the drumbeat was: the sound of hoofbeats.“Onward Zalathal!” cried The Stable Boy, barefoot and shirtless, as he and the stallion burst through the French doors into the center of the bedroom.Frederick had thought he couldn’t be any more aroused. He was wrong...

Author: By Lesley R. Winters, CONTRIBUTING WRITER | Title: The Stable Boy | 12/5/2008 | See Source »

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