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...minds of the porters, who see each climb as a test of how large a tip they can extract from their clients ("Bwana, give me your boots when we finish our safari"). These young members of the Wachagga tribe, who spend much of the year working on coffee plantations, saunter upward, balancing 30-lb. sacks of climbers' gear on their heads. Some haul large green wooden boxes of provisions, water jugs -- and even live chickens...
...tour is over, but the visitor should stay for the day in Harlem, beginning with a saunter down Seventh Avenue to the Mount Morris Park historical district. Girding the rocky park, today named for Marcus Garvey, are rows of beguiling Victorian houses. Head north on Fifth Avenue for an unpretentious lunch of pork chops and collard greens at La Famille...
...ordinary show. It is an unprecedented monument, a living museum that one of Broadway's great names has erected to himself. The master shaman, now 70, presents dances from nine of the glorious musicals he directed or choreographed between 1944 and 1964. The sailors from On the Town again saunter through wartime New York, New York. The royal courtesans of The King and I restage Uncle Tom's Cabin, Siamese-style. West Side Story's Sharks and Jets strut toward one more epochal + rumble. The shtetl Jews from Fiddler on the Roof hold true to tradition...
...evening, he will pursue a science fiction novel, provisionally titled Nemesis; a "rather large history of science"; a collection of columns for Fantasy & Science Fiction magazine; and a collaboration with wife Janet on a children's book about Norby, the friendly robot. Every so often, he and Janet will saunter downtown for a look at some Fifth Avenue shopwindows. Royalties and lecture fees bring in a high-six-figure income; the Asimovs can indulge themselves. "And we will," Isaac says, taking his wife's hand. "We've done enough work for now. Today we'll try something different. Today...
George Bush's vectors fly upward, as if he were about to launch himself. His rangy walk would be a John Wayne saunter, except that he goes on his toes with a springy stride, with profile high and prowing the wind. It is his father's walk, the dark-suited, dignified swagger that one saw in the early 1950s when Prescott Bush of Connecticut crossed the Senate floor. On a dazzling day, the blue sky washed cloudless, George Bush performed such a swagger at the Columbus airport...