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SCOTLAND YARD HAS HAD ONE BIG BREAK IN the case: polonium, once released, is like a persistent, invisible dye that marks whatever it touches. Someone who ingests even small amounts will leave an unmistakable trail through sweat and even fingerprints. London's gumshoes have spent the past two weeks following such spores all over town--and beyond...
...years later I attended a screening of the film All the President's Men. Johnny was there too, no doubt with his beloved wife Betsy. When it was over and the lights came up, Johnny was drenched in sweat. Sweat was pouring off his forehead; his entire shirt was wet. "That's the best movie I ever saw!" he said. Thinking back on it, I suspect Johnny loved the movie so much because it celebrated the things he did - asking questions, taking notes, asking more questions, flipping through his notebook, writing, making his typewriter crackle like marbles bouncing across...
...feel like your territory will make you more upset when someone steals your parking space," says Jacob Benfield, a co-author of the study. In fact, a vehicle's aggressive persona was a better predictor of road rage than the driver's personality. So if you come across the SWEAT-BOX OF DEATH--a name actually given by one of the study's participants to his Ford Bronco--steer clear. He's awfully territorial...
...Jackman?s delicate power as a man both grieving and driven, spanning millennia, from the Iberian past to the astral future, to prove that love is stronger than death. I was impressed by Weisz? commitment to the role of Izzy, though it requires her mainly to shiver and sweat. And I was touched that Aronofsky, who could have kept making spiky little art films (and that would have been fine), took a chance on himself and the movie audience with a love story that is likely to alienate his old fans and confuse the mall rats...
...crimson-colored shirts and caps while sitting on the Harvard side at the game, Tom said he had “met a bunch of the enemy parents” at the Doubletree Hotel on Soldiers Field Road. As a hotel guest walked through the lobby wearing a Yale sweat shirt, Tom called out to him. “Hey, I’m being interviewed!” His wife leaned over the coffee table looking after him with a smile. “He’s talkative,” she said. “We have...