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...groups and a faculty or staff member through a series of team-building exercises designed to help the "first years" overcome their shyness. In one exercise they must get every team member and a full glass of water to an "island" several feet away by swinging on a rope. In another they have to turn over a small tarp they are standing on, without touching the imaginary "poisonous goo" outside the tarp. "You get comfortable with a group of people really quickly when you have to squeeze onto a 2-by-4 with them," says Stein...
...demon-haunted place to be avoided at all costs. To Bruno Manser, however, Batu Lawi represented everything he loved about the untouched forest of the region. He almost perished trying to reach its summit in 1988. As he told friends, he spent 24 hours hanging from a rope, unable to reach the rock face. Only a desperate swing brought him within grabbing distance of the rock...
...just before the New Hampshire primary in 1992. You know how to tell a story, or seem to tell a story, while skating away from the dirty details, and making it all seem - blink, blink - like a sort of dream. It's a magic trick - Muhammad Ali's old rope-a-dope adapted to the arena of scandal, a way of elegantly dancing off from the punch, while at the same time seeming to absorb the punch, to defy the punch. If we paid your exorbitant price for this memoir, you would just do the rope-a-dope again...
...this spot at the base of one palm where a crude scarlet "X" slashed into the bark of the trunk is still visible. And here she knelt for the ceremony, only to feel, instead of the garland of flowers she had been expecting, the bite of a nylon rope cut into her neck...
Moussy, a boutique located on the fifth floor of the 109 Building in Tokyo's Shibuya district, is dim, cramped and messy. The austere space communicates antifashion; there is nothing cool about the spartanic sloppiness. So why are hordes of ultra-trendy young girls lining up behind a velvet rope, eager to enter a shop whose untidy stacks of faded T shirts and cubbyholes stuffed with dark denim jeans remind one of little more than a misplaced garage sale? Here's a clue: amid the jumble of voices filling the shop as the girls paw excitedly through the clothes...