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...backdrop for the light-hearted dancing and the lovely innocence of young Tatiana (Larissa Ponamarenko), who is absorbed in a book. With the arrival of Olga's lover, Lensky, the young couple dance with neighborhood friends. Lensky is accompanied by his friend Onegin (Laszlo Berdo), a handsome Russian nobleman clad in black, with whom Tatiana immediately falls in love. That evening Tatiana composes a love letter to Onegin, and falls asleep only to dream of him coming to her through the mirror in her room, thus beginning a tenderly beautiful pas de deux, superbly danced by Ponamarenko and Berdo...
...buzz ricochets like a hot stock tip from table to table on the spectacular dining terrace of the $600 million Phoenician resort hotel in Scottsdale, Arizona. Charles H. Keating Jr., his head held high, his gangly 6 ft. 5 in. frame clad in rolled-up blue jeans and a Windbreaker, strides in, startling a middle-aged couple at lunch. The man, still in golf togs, drops a steak knife and says, "Edith, I can't believe he's out of prison; it's the guy who built this hotel...
...minister for the Mafia-style political assassination of a rival, official corruption and bribery, all topped off by law-enforcement bungling on a grand scale. Public anger and disgust are so high that when citizens' groups last month organized a demonstration to demand a government clean-up, silent, white-clad protesters numbering 300,000--fully 3% of the country's population--thronged the streets of Brussels...
...suppose the group of students sportily clad in crimson blazers and carrying trombones, tubas, clarinets and coronets were members of the Harvard band. After all, they drank a lot of champagne and signaled each other with flash cards...
...that time of year again. The weather is brisk; the Yard is filled with crimson-clad alumni; and the streets are jammed with the onslaught of visitors. Energized by the fiery and historic competition and hoping for another exciting victory--go Harvard, go!--I start to hum some Harvard "fight" songs as I walk along Plympton Street towards the river. "Ten thousand men of Harvard," I begin, noting with chagrin the odd looks I get from random passers-by and fellow Harvard students. Subdued, but only slightly, I continue, "want victory today...