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Some 65 miles south of Nicaragua's border with Honduras, at a cluster of settlements known as Tasba Pri (Free Land), Sandinista officials hail what they describe as a model of revolutionary Indian development. Everything is new, from the tin-roofed wooden houses to the local schools and clinics. Equally new are the residents, some 8,500 Miskitos who were forcibly moved to the settlement two years ago from 42 villages near the Honduran border. A blanket of benign restrictions governs Tasba Pri; the residents are free to travel, for example, only after they apply for permission. Above...
...calo, the vast central square where the monumental cathedral shoulders the equally monumental presidential palace, a balding man in a frayed black suit plays mournfully on his violin while a haggard woman with a baby in her arms stands next to him and holds out an empty tin can. A block away, at the corner of Avenida Madero, a white-stubbled man with no legs holds up a few packs of Chiclets for sale. Just beyond him in the dusk sits one of those silent Indians who are known as "Marías," this one a grimy-faced girl...
...ultimately agrees to live out their remaining years together, just as they had always expected. She finds the infidelity hard to bear, but not as shattering as her husband's lethargic confession that he has renounced his lover. In Rags and Bones, a woman buys an old tin chest at a junk shop and discovers within it a cache of more than 300 love letters. She spends a day reading them, vicariously participating in a passion that her own fashionable life holds at bay. In Terminal, a woman with cancer begs her husband not to interfere if she decides...
...cameo, a gem of political theatrics last week in the Rose Garden burnished by sunshine and the lovely memory of every American's uncle, the late Democratic Senator Henry ("Scoop") Jackson. It was too tiny a melody for the tin ears of the networks. And yet, those few moments foreshadowed the very bugle call of Ronald Reagan's campaign to reclaim the Oval Office...
...turns clever, dominating, quick-tempered and stubborn, British Industrialist Sir James Goldsmith, 51, rarely fails to excite speculation over his next takeover target. Last week the balding, staccato-voiced conglomerateur offered Continental Group, a company that had 1983 revenues of $5 billion from products that range from tin cans to life insurance, $50 a share for its stock, or $2.1 billion in cash. Said he: "It is a very good company. We admire the management...