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...sole industry is the production of copra, dried coconut meat that is collected by a freighter once a month and taken to the main island to be pressed for its oil. All over the island copra is spread on racks to dry in the sun, producing an inescapable smell of warm suntan...
...dwarf dog shark to the 18-m (60-ft.) whale shark -- the world's biggest fish -- they boast keen intelligence and some of the sharpest senses in the ocean. Many of the 350 species are capable of hearing a wriggling fish up to a mile away, and most can smell the merest trace of blood in the ocean. The shark's eyes work like night-vision goggles, seeing well in dark water...
...make the same mistake. Your friends may be signing up for Anthropology because they want to study primitive tribes that have no microwave ovens. They may want to do Social Studies because they want to live in Dunster House. They may choose Biology because they like the smell of formaldehyde. Or they may like Afro-American studies because of the notoriously light workloads in non-existent departments...
...years in prison, Prince is trying to build a future for his family. But he is filled with resentment when he sees the stark contrasts between black Alexandra township and the nearby white suburb of Sandton. "Even if you are blindfolded, you know you are in Alex by the smell," he says. "But get in your car, and in five minutes -- look at the mansions, smell the flowers, see the BMWs and the overflowing grocery trolleys in the supermarkets. It can make...
...says. But the particular piece of tropical rain forest that Miller inhabits is a long way from the Ho Chi Minh Trail. Miller's base camp hunkers down on some hardscrabble red dirt several miles outside the village of Pahoa on the Big Island of Hawaii. In touch and smell, as well as sight, it is the closest to Vietnam that one can get within the U.S. "I will never live anywhere else," Miller declares. "The jungle is my home...