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...resident of the Quad, Dartboard has found no shortage of uncomfortable and terrifying ways of traveling between his palatial single and the rest of campus. For example, there’s the horribly crowded 9:50 am shuttle, the 9:51 walk through the rain, or the 9:59 bike ride down Massachusetts Avenue. But the worst method, by far, is the nighttime bike ride. If dodging potholes, vibrating over brick sidewalks, and weaving between Boston drivers isn’t fun enough during the day, it’s a terrorizing experience at night. So the first time Dartboard...
...Club in Fairbanks. Visually, this village is nothing like the romantic images of Eskimos in igloos from old National Geographic magazines. Weathered clapboard houses, surrounded by rusty engine parts, sit helter-skelter along muddy paths. Indoor plumbing is rare, and drinking water collects in plastic buckets under rain gutters. Empty Coke cans and cigarette packets litter the streets. In the ramshackle town hall, a sign reads, CITY OF SHISHMAREF BINGO WILL NOT BE ACCEPTING ANY MORE PERSONAL CHECKS. Another warns against siphoning gasoline from the village fire truck...
...jackets. After a 10-day romp through Asia last April, Giorgio Armani returned with a vision of a fictional Asian woman in soft satin pajama pants, boxy Chinese jackets and coolie hats. Gianfranco Ferre looked over the horizon to exotic locales like San Salvador de Bahia and the Amazon rain forest for his orchid-covered creations, and included python sandals and zebra-striped dresses. But the loudest buzz of the week was in the foyer of the Hotel Diana, waiting for the Gucci show to get started. As waiters served martinis under a huge orchid-covered chandelier and the honchos...
Soon sheets of rain whip against the plane's windows, dissolving the reassuring sight of the wings. On the radar screen in front of my seat, the red of the eyewall--the circle of turbulent storms that surrounds a hurricane's eye--grows thicker and more menacing. "The red fingers of death," pilot Mike Silah jokes grimly, and as if on cue, the plane--a Lockheed WP-3D Orion operated by the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA)--starts to pitch, roll and yaw, a small boat at the mercy of giant, invisible waves. I tighten the straps...
...spent my last day in Russia staring at state-run television. Intermittent rain did not deter thousands from pouring onto Red Square in an inspiring display of national unity and heartbreak. The feeling was eerily similar to that of Sept. 11, 2001, when I joined thousands on Tercentenary Theatre to contemplate the inhuman scale of the attack perpetrated on my own country three years...