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...name is Jessica, and I'm from Havertown, Pa. I like softball, and I play the saxophone, the flute and the piano. I also have a tattoo." The small dormitory room erupts in whistles and whoops. "Where? Where?" Jessica draws out the answer for effect: "On my shoulder blade...
...seems likely that historians will judge him more kindly than many of his contemporaries do. He may even find his way into Poland's pantheon of 20th century heroes, joining Walesa and Jozef Pilsudski as men who marched briskly to the tattoo of their times. "Some time will have to pass before Jaruzelski can be looked at by Poles in a completely objective way," says Professor Adam Bromke of the Polish Academy of Sciences. "But time may work to his credit...
...drowsy calm of a little town like Sturgis, S. Dak. (pop. 5,300), it is usually easy to notice when even one alien motorcyclist guns into town. But last week 275,000 showed up, along with a camp following of 42 portable tattoo parlors, for the 50th annual Black Hills Motor Classic. Bikers packed motels as far away as Sundance, Wyo., some 40 miles to the west. For seven days, they turned four blocks of Sturgis' Main Street into chopper gridlock, gathering for rock concerts (Allman Brothers, Steppenwolf, BTO), hill-climbing contests, an amateur female topless contest and motorcycle rodeos...
Days of Thunder has focused new attention on an old sport that is undergoing rapid transformation. Once a passion solely for the male tank-top, tattoo and feed-cap set in the rural South, stock-car racing is now going nationwide and upscale. This year more than 3 million fans in 16 states from Florida to Michigan to California will attend 29 races staged by the National Association of Stock-Car Auto Racing. That is more spectators per event than is averaged by pro football and major league baseball combined. Nearly 40% of audience members are women, up from...
...sweet, uncertain face, as well as his dirty undershirt and blue-checked sarong, makes him look no older than eight. He joined after a Karen officer went to his village on a recruiting drive and his parents signed him up. He doesn't have a tattoo because, he says, "I'm afraid of needles." He is homesick but not so awed by his surroundings that he can't dread what lies ahead. "I have to do my military service," he says with a miserable smile, "but I'd rather be farming back home...