Word: railroads
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Another year has passed and Harvard’s campus of the future remains criss-crossed by railroad tracks and dotted with gas stations, auto body shops and an abandoned truck yard...
...written several books on the Mafia, said Provenzano has succeeded in returning the Mafia to a state of normalization: "Now we come to the point where people start saying the Mafia isn't really a problem - or doesn't even exist." Just down the block, 76-year-old retired railroad worker Mario Governari says just that. "No, no!," he exclaims, waving off the question with his hand. "There's no Mafia in Corleone any more. There are just good kids here." Among the "kids" living nearby are the two grown sons of Bernardo Provenzano - Angelo, 26, and Paolo...
...expertise in the African-American community was not happily obtained. "We cooked so much on the plantation and the big house," she says. "We cooked so much in our early days - we cooked for Thomas Jefferson at those wonderful, lavish feasts that he had; we cooked on the Pullman railroad trains. I think we did pretty much the majority of the cooking in this country until the early '50s. Because we do have such a long history of cooking, with the rise of the black bourgeoisie, one of the things that we didn't want to do anymore was cook...
...wild soul, a noble heart and a curious nose, which he keeps sticking into dangerous places. As a result, the eponymous mustang keeps getting captured (by the cavalry and railroad builders who use him as a draft horse). Only a Native American named Little Creek respects Spirit's spirit, helping him return to an untrammeled life on the range. It's a pretty, high-strung story, handsomely done in traditional animation (mostly by hand) that you can take the kids to without wincing. --By Richard Schickel
...window on the 17th floor of the Biltmore Hotel, where he happens to live. "I love this view," he says, gesturing with a glass of '98 Louis Bernard Chateauneuf du Pape. "That was a brownfield," he says of the picturesque street being plied by a trolley. "I put the railroad tracks under the mall there," where a new hotel stands...