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...slapping another who is wailing for attention on the mud floor. Orphaned at an early age, Ghotair was married to a cousin because, in war-torn Afghanistan in the early 1990s, no girl was safe unwed. At 24, Ghotair has been married 12 years and her husband, a pickup-truck driver-when he finds work-can barely support the family. Asked to describe her life, Ghotair smiles, but her answer is somber: "Finding bread to eat during the day, sleeping at night and looking for bread again in the morning...
...That's a lot of folks around here." RUSSELL WOODS, a West Virginia resident, on the description of a suspected sniper who killed three people in the Charleston area. Police said they were looking for a man who drives a Ford F-150 pickup truck...
That's because long-term interest rates are set in the bond market, not by the Federal Reserve, which dictates short-term rates. Bond traders sell when they anticipate a pickup in inflation, which usually accompanies economic growth and erodes the value of their fixed interest payments. In the past two months, the selling has been heavy, and as a result the average 30-year fixed-rate mortgage has jumped from 5.25% to 6.37%. That move adds $143 to the monthly principal-and-interest payment on a $200,000 mortgage--all because Gross and his kind have had a change...
...first blush, Pharrell Williams appears to be a monumental idiot. Williams--one half of the prolific producing-songwriting team the Neptunes--hits on nearly every woman he sees, often in a voice loud enough to alert approaching women that he is a serial pickup artist. In restaurants each bite of food is followed by a throwing down of silverware and a declaration that his meal, above all others at the table, is "Bazooka!" In interviews he gleefully tells bawdy stories only to declare them off the record well after they have been tape recorded, transcribed and irreparably burned into memory...
...outskirts of Flagstaff, Ariz., Wally Covington drives his pickup truck through a forest choked with nearly impenetrable thickets of ponderosa pines. At last he arrives at the spot where, 10 years ago, he and his colleagues took chain saws to hundreds of trees no bigger than telephone poles, carted off the trunks and branches, and then set fires to clear away the understory. Today the result of these Bunyanesque labors is a marvel to behold, a sun-dappled woodland arched over by the branches of 300-year-old trees and, in the spaces between them, a profusion of grasses...