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What's surprising even scientists is the other--even less likely--places they can get it. DNA is generally found only in cells that have a nucleus, which rules out cells in fingernails, teeth and the shafts of hair. What those cells do have, however, is something called mitochondrial DNA, a more primitive form of genetic coding inherited from the mother only. A mitochondrial-DNA sequencing technique developed by anthropologists to help trace human ancestors has been adopted by pioneering crime fighters. Nobody pretends that the new technology is anywhere near as precise as traditional DNA profiling. Nonetheless, later this...
...result of a run-in with a disgruntled taxpayer. Sure, Veltchev has had some awkward encounters during his 15 months as Bulgaria's Finance Minister. There was the time his barber, after haranguing him about a licensing-rate hike, left him sitting in the chair with his thick black hair dripping wet while the barber went next door to fetch his daughter, also a hairdresser, who gave Veltchev another earful. As one of the most recognizable figures in government and the architect of a series of unpopular reforms, Veltchev has become used to such situations. But impassioned as his critics...
...tells of Barry's childhood enthusiasm for hula dancing. With fantastic powers of memory (or perhaps imagination) Barry recreates the near-hallucinatory, intensely-observed world of childhood. The hula teacher is a "middle-aged white lady who was obsessed with Hawaii. She always had a plastic orchid in her hair..." You could read "One Hundred Demons" just for the pleasure of remembering playing kickball in the street, or the way other people's houses smelled, or clutching your favorite teddy bear...
Enter, after a short intermission, one of contemporary rock music’s most soulful and intelligent singer/songwriters. Adams’ posture was delicate as he skirted the stage, fingering his newly-cut hair. He lit a cigarette, drew slowly and deliberately, sipped wine from a plastic cup and finally sat, guitar in hand, to sketch the opening measures of “Oh My Sweet Carolina.” The crowd responded, grateful, but Adams abridged the song: “Don’t do that,” he gestured at the applause, “that...
...compete with her fictional creation's fame--Knight pursued other projects. He went on to illustrate more than 60 books (Where's Wallace?, Sunday Morning). He is currently a staff artist for Vanity Fair. But it's his iconic depiction of Eloise, the enfant terrible with porcupine-needle hair, that he will be known...