Word: throngs
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...learned just a few days ago that she would not be selected to be the 28th president of the University, and she was now addressing a throng of Law School students and faculty who organized a party in her honor...
...festivals are based on traditional Shinto purification rituals. In Inazawa, where this year's event will be held on March 2, one self-confident fellow is chosen to be the official streaker. He's shaved and then marched through the Kounomiya Shrine, where a throng of around 9,000 men wearing only loincloths attempt to lay their hands on him as thousands of spectators watch. The naked man is supposed to collect the bad luck and impurities of all who touch him. The crowd can get overly enthusiastic (sake is involved), so the man is protected by guards...
...Pickton's tale unfolds in court in a local suburb, the streets outside throng with police and sheriffs, panhandlers and patients released from a local mental hospital, college students and office workers who line up at local coffee shops. A stone's throw from the court is a strip joint advertising, in neon, "Mugs and Jugs." Nearby, a shop displays garish Valentine's Day wares: a larger-than-life knight in shining armor standing tall beside a Queen of Hearts. It's a costume shop, of course. Vancouver, in these dark days, has a dearth of real-life romantic heroes...
...presidential campaign. It would focus on what the Illinois Senator considers one of his key, if intangible, assets, his emphasis on hope. "I think what's going on is people are very hungry for something new; they are interested in being called to something larger," he told a throng of reporters in New Hampshire larger than those Kerry had well after he had won the nomination in 2004. "To some degree, I think I"m standing in for that desire...
...Wednesday, the fans waiting to meet Flavor Flav did more than embody dedication. Compulsively glancing at the clocks which dangled from so many of their necks, they comprised the latest episode in a bewildering apotheosis. One bystander, talking loudly on his cell phone, struggled to weave through the raucous throng. “These people are all here for Flavor Flav,” he said, before pausing. “Flavor Flav? He’s, like, one of the worst rappers ever.” “That’s not the point...