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...pride and joy, however, is my virtual Anita. From the moment I selected her sporty outfit and made her just a tad neater and friendlier than the real me, I knew we were soul mates. I spent hours fretting over the floor plan for her house, picking the blue tile for the bathroom and ecru wallpaper for the kitchen. After a high-paid but short-lived stint as a lobbyist--a job I found in the simulated morning paper one day--I could even afford to spoil myself with a swimming pool in the backyard, an oil painting...
Slowly, I come to my senses. My bare flesh recoils from my icy bathroom tile. I am wearing nothing but my red plaid boxers. There is a putrid stench, but its origin is unclear. Early morning sunlight streams through a window. I bring myself upright and lean against the bathtub. The toilet stands amidst a puddle of vomit. At its sight, I hold back a dry heave. God bless the Hong Kong...
Thirty-one years ago, John R. Stilgoe, Orchard professor in the history of landscape development, made a Valentine's gift from a nine-inch by nine-inch linoleum tile. He carved a heart in the ink-absorbing material and made a block print on quality paper stock. Stilgoe advises, "A Valentine shouldn't necessarily be store-bought. A handmade gift is good because it shows a really strong sense of devotion of time and effort." Flowers or chocolates, he warns, can be dangerous, especially if you don't know what your sweetheart likes. "That level of risk...
...Boston resident was arrested at 2:30 p.m. at 1 Eliot St. after causing a disturbance yelling at customers, hitting his head against the building's glass entry, and smashing a large plant in its stand against a tile floor, damaging the floor...
...preopening tour of the restaurants. At this late stage, Wynn is still seeing things that bother him. You get the impression that not a tile or a tessera has been laid, not a square inch of valance put in place, without the boss's scrutinizing it. We are in the branch of Le Cirque 2000, with its circus murals and its billowing masses of peachy silk coming off the ceiling. In the middle of it is a singularly incongruous Art Deco-revival light fixture, all sharp angles and etched glass. Wynn recoils. "What's this thing?" he demands, fixing...