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...trail has already gone cold. They cannot track him down. They are alone and bewildered in a squalid, industrial Mexican city. During that suspended moment - with the smell of revelation in the air but the actual article nowhere to be found, as if the author had accidentally left it in his other coat - Part 1 ends. Bolaño has not told us what Archimboldi's books are about, or anything about them at all besides their titles...
...what’s on the field. “It’s because of them, what they do off the field, that we are in this position,” he added. Next stop: the NCAA Regional on Friday. Before this game, the team will stop and smell the roses. What happened on Saturday means a lot to this women’s soccer program—winning an Ivy title can do nothing but lift it up in stature. More than that, however, the crowd and the game created an environment that reflects positively on the current...
...exchanges, the Harvard men’s soccer team found itself down 1-0 to Columbia. The Lions (3-12-1, 1-5 Ivy), who had already pulled off wins against then-No. 19 Penn as well as against annual powerhouse and then-No. 6 UC Santa Barbara, could smell another big upset. Instead of panicking, the Crimson (11-4, 5-1) gave a demonstration of the resilience that has brought the team to within one game of the Ivy League title.Six different players got on the scoresheet for Harvard who came back to rip Columbia 6-1 Saturday afternoon...
...fell backward and splashed into the river. A hosanna of bubbles rose around them. On and on the angelic voices sang, on and on the mist and water around them churned. Their bodies moved languorously together in the water, and all around the sun sparkled and there was the smell of honeysuckle. As they drifted downstream, past banks of wild roses whose branches reached out of the water, showers of rose petals fell about them and settled crown-like in Roxanna’s golden hair. In the gentle arms of the housemaid, Frederick experienced release after release...
...small bladder, I’d soon be out of bed and embracing the morning. With no innate understanding of the wrong side of the bed, Billy would wake up each morning charged and eager to take on the day, and I quickly grew accustomed to the smell of kibble before coffee. Before long, not only had I surrendered my New York Times to the bottom of his crate, but I was also soon waking up early…and even working out. Each morning, we would venture to the trails, where I would hike with my new companion...