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...Woman and the Myth is a well-organized show, crammed with facts and anecdotes about Gardner's life that a visitor couldn't learn just from seeing the collection. The exhibit is small enough that the diversity of the objects isn't overwhelming, but provides a cohesive picture of Gardner's life. Although the museum itself is a testimony to Isabella Stewart Gardner's taste and insight, this special exhibit complements the collection by giving us a glimpse into the personal life of Mrs. Gardner...
...Russian mafia. Only a few months ago, one of the Russians explained apologetically, the hotel manager had been killed because he failed to show the local mafia proper deference. "They didn't shoot him; they cut him and broke his bones to teach him a lesson." The visitor, an international broker with diverse interests -- major weapons systems, oil, gold -- was intrigued by the emeralds and wanted advice from his well-connected hosts. A month earlier, he had traveled deep into the Ural Mountains, driving over forest roads not shown on any map, following a trail of whispered rumors that...
...Museum makes a radical break with its genteel reputation in its latest feature exhibit, "Power, Pleasure and Pain: Contemporary Women Artists and the Female Body." Even though the warning sign at its entrance cautions that the exhibit contains material "Which may not be appropriate for everyone," the unsuspecting visitor may not be prepared for this diverse array of agressive feminist expression, which highlights images of female genetalia, lesbian love and even a graphic photograph of a recently performed mastecomy...
Pipo asks a visitor if a note and some cigarettes could be taken to someone still in Sarajevo. He confides that his friend is a Muslim and a sniper on the other side. "Would you kill him if you got him in your sights?" he is asked. "Why not?" he replies...
...sitting in my room one evening a few days ago when I heard a noise outside my door. Thinking it was a friendly visitor, I called out an invitation to enter--but no one crossed my threshold. I eventually got up and opened the door. It was then that I discovered my close brush with evil...