Word: brooklyn
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...thinks. Instead, Sharon suffers from the inability to reconcile her independent nature with her conscious desire to structure her life and find the security of belonging to a fixed community. She cannot enjoy the freedom of life in Hawaii, nor can she confine herself to a Hasidic community in Brooklyn. For all of her wild times and lofty goals, Sharon is conventional at heart. She yearns to be nothing more than middle-of-the road. She takes a long, winding road to figure out her destiny, and in the end her destiny is to live in a modern Orthodox community...
That would be mounted gradually. To an itinerary of Spartanburg, S.C.; Birmingham and Talladega, Ala.; and Hickory and Asheville, N.C.; NASCAR added, over time, Long Pond, Pa.; Sonoma, Calif.; Joliet, Ill.; Brooklyn, Mich.; Dover, Del.; and Loudon, N.H. The fans were attracted, in this mature iteration of NASCAR, by the thunder of the cars, which have been able to reach 190 m.p.h. for 40 years now, and also by a host of stars every bit as human and accessible as some of the early characters, if better scrubbed. Richard Petty won 200 races. David Pearson beat Petty head to head...
...idea for the committee began because Giuliani was disgusted by a photographic interpretation of the Last Supper that depicts Jesus as a topless woman, on view at the Brooklyn Museum of Art. Giuliani is right to seek out decent New Yorkers to determine what art is appropriate for our city-run museums. One man cannot make these decisions alone, especially if he happens to be a married man with a girlfriend, went to the Sopranos premiere party last Wednesday and often shows up in drag at public events. I, on the other hand, take the lint out of the Laundromat...
Having once riled Mayor Rudolph Giuliani with the "Sensation" show, the Brooklyn Museum has done it again with Renee Cox's Yo Mama's Last Supper, in which Cox features herself naked in the place of Christ. It's all just so much stale postmodern show biz, slick and corny at the same time. Don't let it divert you from Bob Greene's hot shots of Papua New Guinea or Beuford Smith's Hip-Hop poster series, highlights in an otherwise benign but mostly unremarkable show...
...Brooklyn...