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...June issue of Conservation Biology, Dinerstein and his colleagues describe how they used a computer model to identify gaps larger than 3 km in tiger-friendly habitats and work out ways to bridge them. The Terai Arc program gives local people incentives to plant trees or tall thatch grass, which they can harvest and which tigers can use as cover. As forests and grasslands recover, deer, wild pigs and other tiger prey return. "Big cats can handle a modest amount of disturbance," observes WCS's Ginsberg, "but what they really need is cat food...
...soot-tinged ink. Once, his dirty, patchwork metropolis of chimney sweeps and scofflaws was no more impressive to me than the broad, imperial tones of a history textbook or a Lord Soandso (chancellor, historian, poet, collector of exotic birds) majestically painting the background of the Imperial City, with its thatch roofs, flying buttresses, Big Ben, the golden Houses of Parliament...
...poor and felt too vulnerable to put down roots. Outside government-held towns, there are no telephones in southern Sudan, no electrical grids, water pipes, sewage lines or paved roads. Even Rumbek, the closest thing the rebel-held south has had to a capital, is a city of mud, thatch and broken brick. Guests in the Africa Expeditions Hotel, the town's top hotel, sleep in army-green tents on concrete slabs. The warehouses of the World Food Program are made of canvas. Still, the locals consider themselves relatively fortunate: though fighting has continued in other parts of the country...
...After crossing a narrow footbridge, our family’s former hut emerged from a dense thicket of lychee trees. It was a modest brown and green construction that Ông Ngoai had built himself. He weaved chutes of bamboo together for the walls; he bound thatch together for the roof. The floor was smoothed dirt covered by scratchy mats and the bed was flattened bamboo draped with scraps of cloth. A black and white picture of him sat on the altar to the left of his bed, his image blurred by burning incense, his dark eyes staring...
...settled back in my canvas chair, gin and tonic in one hand, up to my ankles in black volcanic sand, peeping through a curtain of banyan leaves at the gentle splendor of sunset. This was Sea World Club, Maumere's premier dive resort: an unpretentious place with neat thatch-roofed bungalows, where sarong-wrapped staff, flashing wide smiles, shuffle along paths paved with blue pebbles...