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...Barnett (not his real name), on the other hand, who is originally from Honolulu, lived for years under trees and bushes in the Waipio Valley, subsisting primarily on breadfruit, mangoes and bananas. "My first 14 years on this island were spent in hiding," says Barnett, who is stooped, almost toothless and looks decades older than his 41 years...
Though the popularly elected Commons does possess the constitutional power to prevail eventually, the obstreperous naysaying of the upper house served as a reminder that their Lordships still are not quite toothless...
...outdoor stage draped with sewn-together sheets pinned with red and white paper flowers. He is in Bagua, a dusty town in the north Peruvian jungle known more for its rice growing than for its literary sophistication. As the primarily Indian audience of several thousand watches, a partially toothless man wearing sunglasses and a pale blue guayabera hoarsely yells, "Mario, Presidente! Mario, Presidente!" Then the candidate speaks, promising, if he is elected this coming Sunday, to bring prosperity to the Amazonas province. "In this region," he proclaims, "the future of Peru is hidden!" As his words echo through the primitive...
...comedy there was a clawing, nagging fear of falling apart. As well there should have been, the censorious might add: he was a rake, too fond of cards, women and the bottle for his own good. And his work is full of Dreadful Elders, gouty, poxed, many-chinned, snouted, toothless, cunning, gross and mangy, peering with lust and censure at the beautiful juicy young, who mainly ignore them. This, he keeps saying, is what you will come to. He is saying it to the viewer, of course, but most insistently to himself...
...streets adjoining the Boerio Supermarket in Rosario, Argentina's third-largest city. The tin-roofed grocery store had served its middle-class neighborhood for years, so manager Luis Nicastro recognized many of the well-dressed people outside the store as his regular customers. Some of the others were toothless, hungry folk in tattered clothes, who came from nearby shantytowns. By 2 p.m., a mob of more than 500 filled the parking lot. "I thought of closing the doors," Nicastro says. "But what good would it do? With all this glass, there was nothing we could do but let them...