Word: sin
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Down on the pebbly beach, where small waves skip in one after another, the fence stops short of the water. Its concrete foundations have been laid bare by erosion; on one concrete post someone has written SIN FRONTERAS (without borders). Whether a plea or a demand, the slogan seems more appropriately a dream. Rich man, poor man, Anglo and Hispanic. They might well rub shoulders along this frontier, but they are still set apart by more than just a river, a fence or a line of marker posts...
...impenetrable allure of old China. Here one imagines the ghosts of opium warlords in the nearby Golden Triangle, or catches the sense of Viet Nam as one floats along the Mekong. Other, less adventurous souls simply sink into one of Thailand's seaside dreams: Pattaya, the "sea, sand and sin" city just 90 minutes from Bangkok; or Phuket, a Tahitian strip of bungalows along the emerald-green Andaman Sea that is home to Club Med and a host of other beach resorts; or, for the bargain-seeking pleasure lover, the Crusoe simplicity of Ko Phangan, an island free of electricity...
...without growing satisfied with his accomplishments or happy with himself. Words were not enough. Behind the lectures and public appearances of the latter decades -- the tall, stooped figure in the three- piece suits, issuing pronouncements -- was concealed a soul in torment, trying to purge itself of sin and of the world that lavished so much praise on what he considered his unworthiness before...
...aspirations and young love to more complex narratives about marriages and the eccentric flowerings of unrealized dreams. To the extent that she writes situation seriocomedy about American families, Tyler has ties to John Updike, although she does not possess his magic flute or his steamy sense of original sin. Also, her rabbits...
...nicknames of the landmarks that dot the holy land are as familiar as the wind to golfers: the Swilken Burn, the Principal's Nose, the Beardies, the Coffins, Hell Bunker, the Road Hole, Granny Clarke's Wynd, the Valley of Sin. An elderly caddie named Alex, who wears a checkered cap but otherwise has the grace not to be too picturesque, checks them off as you go. Every calamity has its accompanying parable: "This bunker you're buried in is the Bob Jones bunker. Unable to escape it, he stormed off the property and pledged never to return. Of course...