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...KEEP OUT sign that only the occasional rabbit and passing deer will see. A few feet away, the garden that Ted Kaczynski once tended so carefully has gone to ruin; the red bicycle that he rode four miles down a dirt road into town lies in pieces, rusting and overgrown with weeds. In the town of Lincoln, Mont., no one talks much about the ex-neighbor, the Unabomber suspect. Only strangers ask about him. But two weeks ago, two strangers showed up at the small strip of grocery stores, churches and cafes along State Route 200, and they had questions...
...trip into Oliver Stone's brain. It's a jungle in there, luscious, overgrown, drenched in sensuality and high seriosity, alive with death. The Vietnam of his mind is "waisthigh in vegetation," as Stone writes in his novel A Child's Night Dream (St. Martin's Press; 236 pages; $21.95). "Green with...
...really the work with patients that captures her. This summer she set up a camp in Manajang, Sudan, where the airstrip was so overgrown that the pilot was terrified of landing. In control once again, she seemed back in her element. There was no one to hold her back from healing the sick. On a recent night at around 10, a loud, flailing sound erupted outside Seaman's tent. A mother was desperately trying to revive her eight-year-old son, who was in a critical stage of cerebral malaria. As he slipped in and out of consciousness, his mother...
...huge, impassive stone faces split by tree roots; its temple mountains and crumbling pine-cone spires. Spreading over some 150 sq. mi., it has excited dithyrambs from visitors ever since the French started going there in the 19th century. "I looked up at those towers rising above me, overgrown with greenery," wrote the novelist Pierre Loti in 1912, "and I suddenly shivered with fear as I saw a giant frozen smile looming down at me.. and then another smile, over there on another tower...and then three, and then five, and then...
...when I heard "Cut." My air conditioner those first weeks was a bright blue 60 tonner, the first of the many whose tonnage, idiosyncrasies and routes of their air hoses I would come to know and respect. And so there I was my first day, in a sliver of overgrown land between the warehouse and a meat packing plant from which an ominous stench poured forth. But the sky was clear and the sun was bright. I had arrived in Movie Land...at the very bottom, and I heaved a sigh of relief: no responsibilities, no pressure--just...