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...timers, a slash across a page can be a pensioner's windfall. "In my day, if you turned down an autograph," Bob Feller says, "the kids would spray ink all over you." These days he gets $7. "Why shouldn't I sell my signature? If I'm on the street or at the ballpark and someone asks for an autograph, no problem. But with these shows, there's money to be made. That's where I charge...
Sunbathers are concerned about protecting their skin these days, but nobody likes to handle greasy, gritty suntan-lotion bottles. One entrepreneur's answer is Sun Center, a vending machine that dispenses tanning oil with a spray applicator. A customer activates the spritzer by depositing 50 cents. A hand-held nozzle then emits a light mist for 40 seconds, generally enough to cover those hard-to-reach places...
...Igor Sukachev because he liked the letter S) has become one of the most popular of the new generation of rock bands. Although the four-year-old group has yet to produce an album, the self-described "Proletarian Jazz Orchestra" enjoys a tremendous following. Teens from Tallinn to Vladivostok spray-paint the band's name, with the Russian equivalent of S drawn like a Communist hammer and sickle, on walls of public buildings...
...cobblestones, as if for a medieval tournament, white tents opened their flaps to costumed crowds. Celebrities, fashion journalists and retailers from Kansas City to Kuwait milled about. Suddenly, without fanfare, a man in cut-off overalls, a ponytail and phosphorescent orange hightops strolled onto an enclosed runway and slowly spray-painted a huge red heart on a white backdrop. With the exaggerated staginess of a Looney Tune, he turned to the audience, pressed a finger to his lips, as if to say "Shhh!" and tiptoed out. Only then did thumping rock music explode, spotlights ignite and towering models burst onto...
From the first sketch to the moment he spray-paints his red heart on the runway, Kelly wrestles with the tiniest details. Two hours before the last show, he was backstage in the Louvre tent amid models, dressers, seamstresses, hairdressers, makeup artists, lighting technicians and stagehands. "Paint those red lips!" he ordered. "I want you to look like you just got rid of your third husband!" Dashing through mounds of hats decorated with rhinestone Eiffel Towers, past racks of pink minks, turquoise ostrich feathers, Mexican blankets and red sequined gowns, he fusses with a model's hair. He directs...