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...believe it, watch the big man in the Boer War trench coat. He feels a little out of place in the snazzy Royalton lobby because everybody else there is 44-going-on-22, wearing University of Sofia sweat shirts and $1,250 gazelle-skin bomber jackets. He thinks he would feel less conspicuous sitting down, but that is not nearly so simple as it sounds. Most of the furniture in the block-long lobby, which resembles the grand saloon of a beached ocean liner from some troubled dream, is pretty aggressive stuff. Near at hand, for instance, a pair...
Starck spent $10 million, so it is claimed, and the visitor in the torn trench coat has to admit that what Schrager and Rubell got for this bundle is momentarily, at any rate, the least boring public building in Manhattan. Some of it works; some of it doesn't; that is what is interesting. The chairs are, perhaps, too lively. Not just the ones that stab you -- also the ones made of mahogany laminate that have two normal legs on the front but only one stainless-steel leg at the rear, so that anyone who tilts backward rolls over abruptly...
Liles, along with Jenny LeBaron, moved up from the "B"-side because of injuries to several regulars. In their regular positions, Liles and LeBaron were expected to run the ball and score trys. Members of the forward pack, in comparison, are the equivalent of warriors in the trench...
When underground electric cables had to be laid in the Estonian capital of Tallinn this summer, a call went out for community help. Working mostly with shovels, some 5,000 volunteers dug a trench more than a mile long in one night. A Soviet television reporter asked a ruddy-faced young Estonian why he had come. "I want to help so that perestroika doesn't begin just up there," the volunteer explained with a wave of the arm, "but with me here, with this shovel...
...Illinois one afternoon at 3:30 and sweeping up to the Del Monte canning factory. The press corps (numbering some 120 now) dutifully takes its place not far from enormous piles of corn that are being dumped onto the vast concrete acreage, then pushed by special dozers toward the trench that will catch the corn on conveyer belts and carry it with a kind of clanking Modern Times idiot ingenuity up a ramp to be mechanically husked and then borne inside the maw of the factory to its fate. So much corn has an unexpected rich barnyard kind of smell...