Word: quiets
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...friends’ names, he joked.I worked with the people who photographed and wrote that section. They had told me to run background checks on any shrimpers I rode with. Sure, sure, I said. But I had already met quite a few at the docks. They were quiet folk, mostly men in their 40s who were skinny and smoked a lot. I didn’t look them up.It was a sign of good faith, the same as entering someone’s home rather than staying in the safety of their doorway with a notebook as a shield. Sometimes...
...Indeed, if not for the crime tape stretched across the driveway and the four policemen standing guard, the red-and-white house in High Wycombe, Buckinghamshire would blend right in with the rest of the homes on the leafy, quiet street. The house is one of several that were raided by British police Wednesday night. Whether any of the resulting 24 arrests came from this property, the police won't confirm, although local politicians are calling the raids a blow to the close-knit multi-ethnic community. While neighbors say the house's occupants seemed nice enough, they...
...this soft-spoken gentleman, the term doesn't do justice to the quiet watchfulness of his profession. But a dogger he is and his frontier is the dingo fence-not the 5,400-km great wall of wire that runs from the Great Australian Bight to Queensland's Bunya Mountains, but a mere 500-km stretch bordering one of the Nullarbor's largest sheep stations, near Cocklebiddy. His painstaking task is to patrol and repair its parameter of chicken wire, laying dog baits as he goes. Little escapes his eagle eye: the other week, marauding camels charged through the fence...
...very Zen-like Shaw would seem to be in no real hurry to return to Ringwood. "Back on the Nullarbor," he says, of the limestone plateau he's just crossed, "you can hear the bark peeling off the trees. It's amazing-it's just that quiet. You become part of the land, I guess...
...place, which she's sharing with a couple of guys, including a German backpacker, is a colorful, lived-in shack two streets back from the beach. When it's quiet, you can hear the waves from the front room. In the warm weather, she'll surf twice a day, she says, but in winter it's more like every second day. As determined as she is to develop her skills, she can't stand the cold for long...