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...little tougher to pull off, like the belligerent knight who keeps fighting and taunting even as his limbs are hacked off one by one. "We've had long and anxious talks about it," admits Idle. "We're not going to spill blood all over the stage; the dancers might slip and break their legs. But there are a lot of things we're going...
...diesel rumbling of a shuttle in the shadows nearby, and as it rounded the corner, he spotted a stainless steel miracle—a bike rack, gleaming under the streetlights, affixed to the grill of the nighttime savior. He approached it eagerly, and spotted instructions attached. Pull, drop, heave, slip, stretch, and release. Done. Fifteen seconds later, Dartboard was sitting in the front seat of the shuttle, admiring his handiwork perched on the other side of the windshield...
...until the bright lights of Currier were in sight did Dartboard’s heart rate begin to return to normal. Stretch, release, slip, heave, pull and lift: Dartboard’s wheels were free, and he was home safely for the night but still pondering what his next nighttime modus transporandi would be. But the novelty and convenience of the racks have been so addicting that Dartboard finds himself using them again and again—although still sweating it out each time. And while the chipper folks at transportation services confirm they’ve never lost...
...ever-charismatic yet confusing spokesman, Marcos, retreated into the jungle. The EZLN had been given the opportunity few other revolutionary groups, especially those who have used terror, would ever have, due to its position in such a crucial time for Mexico. Yet it had let the opportunity slip away either because, as it claims, it wanted changes so big the government could not make them, or, more likely, because its diversity of causes and interests—the very characteristic that had brought it to such power—had finally fractured and broken its strength...
...morning, I attempt to slip out before Klaus’ awakening, but he catches me at it. Breakfast? Unfortunately I need to make a train. No talk of motorbikes, but a hurt Klaus herds me to his car. Ever hospitable, he drives me to the train station on an empty stomach...