Word: strolls
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...wife Hilda (known to him as She Who Must Be Obeyed). It is allegedly one of the clifflike Victorian blocks that line Gloucester Road in west London (you'll look for it in vain). He takes the tube to Temple by the Thames River. It's just a short stroll through Temple Gardens to his chambers in the Inner Temple, a campus of tree-lined courtyards, fountains and gardens where the legal profession has hung out since the 13th century. Visitors can stroll around or drop in at the 12th century Temple Church. (See pictures of London...
...grill is hot on all sides, not just the grill side. It burns people, and no one likes you. Dear Kirkland, nice face. Lowell, I’m just going to accuse you of having cockroaches. Yet Adams deserves every ounce of prestige credited to it. So, if you stroll in like you are the cock of the walk, despite being a freshman or, even grosser, a Dunster resident, and a handsome gentleman in a lifeguard chair re-stolen from the MAC blows a whistle, mocks you on a megaphone, and leads two hundred people hand-picked by the gods...
...hall boasts a modern look, longer hours, and navigable chairs (cough, Adams, cough). You never have to worry about overcrowding or the guy who rudely scoops the last of the tater tots in Quincy. Get used to eating in the company of your lone thoughts—or just stroll into Adams and smirk triumphantly when Lucy the card-swiper opens her mouth to enforce interhouse restrictions before realizing that you, in fact, have dining rights as a Pfoho resident...
...white boxes parked in California's almond orchards this time of year are easy to spot. Stacked in sets of four or six, they squat between dead-straight rows of trees awash in blossoms. (A walk through an almond orchard in early March is not unlike a stroll past a department-store perfume counter.) From afar, the boxes look as if they might provide a weary farmer a place to sit or store his tools. But get close enough under the right conditions--dry, above 55°, no more than a light breeze--and you can hear...
...Indeed, it doesn't take a very long stroll around Paris before an observer will see cyclists like the older Rue de Rivoli bomber running red lights or racing through busy crosswalks in violation of codes. An astonishing number of bike riders also seem to think directional restrictions on one-way streets apply to cars alone. And pedestrians in Paris simply haven't lived until a cyclist tartly demands that they cede passage on sidewalks that bicycles have no right to be on in the first place...