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...challenge to pack a tremendous amount of enjoyment into senior year, and particularly into senior spring. Perhaps this why we have senior bar and the Last Senior Standing competition, a final warning shot telling everyone to leave the libraries and hit the bars before our ever-narrowing social window shuts behind...
...passenger seat, staring straight ahead. He refused to sign autographs and occasionally attempted a vague presidential wave. His impassiveness only seemed to encourage the crowd further. A young man in a t-shirt and tight jeans ran along side the slow-moving vehicle and shouted through an open window, "Thank you sir, I'm so proud of you sir." Another, wearing the traditional salwar kameez and prayer cap, said, "We stand behind you sir, and we are millions...
...Inside the car the air was thick with the mingled scents of diesel and roses. The air conditioning had been shut off to stop the car from overheating in the crawling traffic. Disembodied hands thrust camera phones through the open windows. Bottles of cold mango juice, Chaudhry's favorite, were shoved into the back seat. When he reached out to shake hands with the crowd they kissed his knuckles instead. When he rolled up the window to stop the flood of rose petals, they kissed the glass. Aitzaz Ahsan, Chaudhry's lawyer and driver for the day, couldn...
...suspended death sentence, the injustice is a crisis of faith. A lifelong Communist Party member who still dresses in a baggy Mao suit and cap, he passionately denies his son is guilty. On the night of the murder, his son was "sitting right there," Yang says, pointing to a window in the family home. "We played mah-jongg from seven o'clock until two in the morning." He pauses for a moment, overcome by emotion, then continues. "Every time I visit him in the jail he asks me the same thing," Yang says, without looking up. "'When can I come...
...young mother enters the shop cradling a baby in a lace bonnet. Omar cuts her a hunk of meat from a carcass hanging in the window, then writes down her name in a ledger. "These are the people who can't pay me. See? Many pages. Thousands of shekels. But how can I refuse them?" he asks. The woman leaves, and the shop is empty save for a few flies stirred in the air by a ceiling...