Word: shirt
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...organization’s most powerful methods of allaying fears is the red T-shirt that the canvassers wear. On a chilly November day, as the sky rapidly darkens, Hartigan knocks on doors wearing nothing over...
...during the actual festivities. Last May, I threw a drink at the president-elect of a large campus organization, then announced to the room that he regularly wears women’s jeans. This Halloween, I spent two successfully inebriated hours trying to take a friend’s shirt off—not because I wanted to seduce him, but because I just really disliked the way it fit. Perhaps most disastrously, I once made out with the quasi-love interest of my best friend, leading to my removal from her gchat, her phone, and her heart for several...
...Club for ze sexiest gentlemen. Then, snuggling with my Cheetos, Smart Water, Oreos and Felipe’s. Your best pick up line: No strings attached. Best or worst lie you’ve ever told: Of course I’m wearing a bra with this shirt. Something you’ve always wanted to tell someone: Schwartz/Biggers for UC!!!! Favorite childhood activity: Watching Days of Our Lives with my mom. Sexist physical trait: My bean boots. Best part about Harvard: Morning swim practice and Annie Shoemaker. Worst part about Harvard: Dining hall coffee. Describe yourself in 3 words...
...images out of Mumbai since Nov. 26 - a wild-eyed gunman in cargo pants and T shirt, black smoke engulfing the grand dome of the Taj Mahal Palace hotel, a cherubic toddler robbed of his parents - the one hardest to grasp is Mumbai without people. Driving toward south Mumbai on the morning after the attacks, the city's normally teeming streets were emptied of life. In one sense, this was lovely, if disturbing: you had unimpeded views of the city's stately colonial buildings, its stone-paved avenues and the glittering sea. But this absence of humanity also revealed...
Going Underground Ten minutes up the road from Jonasson's bread ovens, over some low hills, a series of dense white steam plumes rise into the cloudy sky. In a flannel shirt and hard hat, Birkir Fanndal maneuvers his truck over one of the dirt roads that crisscross Iceland's first major geothermal power station, Krafla. Soon after the inaugural borehole was drilled here 34 years ago, the first in a series of volcanic eruptions rocked the area. The eruptions, nine in all, went on for nearly a decade, sending engineers scrambling to keep up with the shifting earth. Fanndal...