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...pick up a few pairs for herself and her friends back home. "It's no good if it's not red," she says with the authority of someone who wears such things every day. "It keeps you warmer." As do the copious amounts of Japanese sake, beer and wine that stand out near the entrance to the local 7-11. One employee, Daisuke Fukumoto, says that retired men often drink outside while seated in Sugamo's plentiful rest areas, or take a tipple with them for the ride home. Unlike in the real Harajuku, "not too many young guys come...
...sweater, and he looks less like a movie star than a normal, un-Botoxed 46-year-old unmarried guy coming over for dinner, but he also looks like he's excited to be here because wherever he is, George Clooney's also there. He hasn't brought any wine, and I worry that this guesting thing is just not going to work out. I offer him a glass of red, and he suggests that we sit on the couch, and soon we're talking about real estate, and it's fine, and next thing I know, he's getting...
...light. So you hope to catch the light. And then you feel guilty for hoping to catch the light," he says. "People say, They'll buy booze. Fair enough. They need it." Clooney, having helped knock off two bottles of red and two bottles of dessert wine-all after drinking heavily in Vegas the night before-is not one to deny someone else alcohol...
...terrorism and global mobility. For decades it was a clubby, European-dominated organization, some of whose agents were seconded to their jobs by law-enforcement services back home as cushy sinecures after years in the police trenches. Staff in Lyons worked regular office hours, took wine-soaked lunches in a city renowned for its excellent cuisine, and hit the nearby ski slopes on winter weekends. Few outside Lyons understood exactly what Interpol did, and its agents were regularly used as fictional mystery men, portrayed with creative inaccuracy in everything from Patricia Cornwell thrillers to The Da Vinci Code. Even...
...Lucius’ in a homebrewed Superman getup). The artistic direction and the choreography of the actors’ movements create a stunning visual image. A shocking moment comes at the conclusion of the play when the dead suddenly rise up with bloodied garments and open a bottle of wine in celebration. This is shortly followed by the entire cast line dancing to Nelly Furtado’s “Say It Right.” Although I was at first skeptical of Nauzyciel’s decision to conclude the performance with a modern day pop song...