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...three young actresses, aged five, seven and seven, repeat their lines; the girls bob up and down in the water, singing and playing between takes. My job is to sit by the pool and read a book. Things are looking up: I get to wear a white T-shirt so I don’t freeze to death and I have the greatest Civil War novel, The Killer Angels, to read. I pray that I don’t screw up. I don’t know how I could really, but I still have that nagging fear of messing...

Author: By John PAUL M. fox, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: An 'Exclusive' Experience | 9/20/2001 | See Source »

...hour press conference provided a microsecond-by-microsecond dissection of the crash, but did little to quell persistent questions and criticism. The report failed, for example, to determine exactly why Earnhardt?s left lap belt "dumped," bunching in a twisted tension adjuster, causing it to rip like cheap T-shirt...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Dale Earnhardt Crash: Answers Still Hard to Come By | 8/22/2001 | See Source »

...work, a foreign teacher enters and the mass of students and parents parts, the kids gazing in what looks a lot like amazement and the adults nodding in satisfaction. On a field trip, thirty or so Chinese children mobbed me for autographs. I signed school-logo baseball caps, t-shirt sleeves, t-shirt backs—and all three for some—with my authentic foreign name. Then the mothers posed their little ones for pictures with my foreign face. Later, while on vacation in Beijing, I repeated the whole “shuo qiezi...

Author: By Sarah J. Ramer, | Title: POSTCARD FROM CHINA: In The Workers’ Paradise | 8/17/2001 | See Source »

...that has changed now. I’m a dyed-in-the-wool Midwestern girl, proudly requesting cans of “pop” and donning my t-shirt that reads, “Harvard: The Michigan of the East.” Even though I miss the bustle of Harvard Square (especially the constant crooning of “Not the Beatles” outside my window every Saturday morning), I love being home. It is slightly less exciting, to be sure, and the absence of public transportation can be frustrating. But there is a certain charm here...

Author: By Catherine E. Shoichet, | Title: POSTCARD FROM DETROIT: Rebuilding a City | 8/3/2001 | See Source »

...course, this wasn’t a flawless rainbow congregation. When we arrived in the jam-packed Hart Plaza amphitheatre, one man’s t-shirt caught my eye. “Come back to Detroit,” the shirt proclaimed, bold white letters crying out against a black backdrop. “We missed you the first time.” A menacing handgun illustration accompanied the aphorism...

Author: By Catherine E. Shoichet, | Title: POSTCARD FROM DETROIT: Rebuilding a City | 8/3/2001 | See Source »

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