Word: racks
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...Biking City. In an exciting announcement on Tuesday, top Boston officials unveiled plans for a citywide bike-sharing program similar to Paris’s famous Vélib’. The plan eventually calls for 6,000 communal bikes to be stationed at 600 public racks around Boston; anyone with a bike card can swipe in to unlock a bike, ride it as long as he or she chooses, and return it to any rack in the city...
...line. [4] Many of the minutes obviously go to Prof. Michael Sandel and his attempts to redeem his Joe Camel points and finally get the leather jacket he’s been pining for—what utility! Over in Littauer, Prof. Greg Mankiw still manages to rack up several hours on the ol’ “electronic” banana with vaunted capitalist Scrooge McDuck...
...middle-management toughie who, like Tony Soprano, is in the waste-disposal business (the Camorra holds a monopoly in this industry); and two punks who quote the Pacino Scarface and think they've hit the jackpot when they stumble on a weapons stash. ("Let's rack up corpses," one says. "No use feeling depressed.") Above these scarred, drugged-out creatures are their bosses, wealthy mobsters who are still middle management in the giant organization. And to the side, but never out of firing range, nonviolent types like the master tailor who, to make some extra money, agrees to tutor seamstresses...
...regular-season FLW tournaments (the first one starts Feb. 12 on Lake Guntersville in Huntsville, Ala.), players pick 10 anglers from the 155 pros who enter each tourney, in the order they believe the fishermen will finish. The better your picks do, the more points you rack up. And there's a hefty bonus for an exacta--if your pick for first or second or third, etc., matches the tournament rankings. The player with the most points at the end of each competition gets $100,000. Whoever piles up the most points over all six tournaments wins the million...
...journalist came up with - like a poker game with Clooney's friends - the actor shot down. So this journalist took a risk that no other celebrity profiler had ever taken: he invited Clooney over to his house for dinner. And the journalist cooked and cooked, and maybe the rack of lamb he undercooked, but he got that cover story. Big days, I told Faulk, require taking big chances. There was silence on the other end. "That's a great story," Faulk said. "My question would be, If that's your story, what the hell are you doing coaching...