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...mustang, a wild mixed-breed horse that was introduced to the Americas with the arrival of the Spaniards to the New World. In the world of horse racing these mixed-breeds are considered, according to the movie, unworthy to share the road with purebred horses, exemplified here by the sleek Arabians...
...creepiest sign of trouble at the eponymous medical center is not the ghost of a 9-year-old girl that patrols the halls. It's not the occasional earthquakes--in Maine!--that rattle the grounds when otherworldly forces are upset. It's the hospital's corporate logo, a sleek V shape with curlicues at the top, gleaming on the building's facade and twirling on its computer screensavers. After a few seconds, one realizes it's actually a stylized satanic goat's head. On Kingdom Hospital, the devil is not merely in the details. He's in the graphic design...
...Body of Christ! Sleek swimmer's body, all muscled up and toned! The Body of Christ! O, Lord Almighty, I wish I could call it my own!... Lord Almighty oooooooooo, I've never been so enticed! Oh I wish I could have the body of Christ...
...howard Dean's worst nightmare. Her name is Ruth Bedinger. She is retired and working in the Dean campaign office as a volunteer. I met her at a house party for General Wesley Clark. "I'm switching to Clark," she told me, after listening to the general's new, sleek stump speech. "When I saw Dean speak, it was like a revival meeting--very exciting but not much detail. This was a lot more intelligent and cogent. There was no anger here, which is the one thing I was worried about with Dean...
...Massachusetts Turnpike Authority Chair Matthew J. Amorello, the sun might soon rise over a new kind of median, a median defined not by Jersey barriers or Jersey-esque patches of exhaust-wilted grass, but by a sleek, superfast monorail propelled from Springfield to Boston by powerful electromagnets. Commuters would still commute on either side in the familiar car lanes, but they would be the main event no longer—the median’s proud iron steed would have stolen their thunder. A high-tech, vaguely Blade Runner-flavored cream center would have at last filled the transportational Twinkie...