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...playground, I would quote, to the nearest George or Georgia...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: That Old Feeling: Ode to Ogden | 8/22/2002 | See Source »

...does (in some ways, the same as other colleges watch Harvard as an example), but America doesn’t reciprocate. This is part of what frustrates people on the eastern side of the Atlantic—there is a pervasive feeling that America is a bully in the playground, and that although the European Union has 300 million people and a booming economy with the richest culture and history in the world, America generally ignores it. And in terms of politics, America, at least in recent years, has flaunted its wealth and ability to ignore what the rest...

Author: By Nicholas F. B. smyth, | Title: America, the Arrogant? | 7/12/2002 | See Source »

...often takes photographs. Free, 30, has "become obsessed" with documenting London's constantly changing face. He has drawers full of photographs waiting to be made into art - enough for a lifetime. To any native, his work is like a family album. Isn't that the old cinema opposite the playground off York Way? The Italian restaurant in Seven Sisters Road? "Most of my customers have a link with the piece they buy," he says. "It seems as if each one of these places has somebody who loves it." People hardly appear in his pictures, he says, because there is already...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Urban Legends | 7/7/2002 | See Source »

This March, Spinowitz took Day back to the playground of the Hebrew School where they first met for a picnic dinner...

Author: By Jenifer L. Steinhardt, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: Love Stories | 6/5/2002 | See Source »

Amanda was three months my senior. For the six years of my childhood that I spent in Denver she lived around the corner, close enough to be a near constant companion but just far away enough that I could display a playground boastfulness about being allowed to walk to her house alone. Her bedroom window faced mine across the alley and on summer nights we used to whisper through walkie-talkies long after our parents had put us to bed. Amanda was with me the first time I had a sleepover, the first time I was allowed to walk...

Author: By Lauren E. Baer, | Title: Playing Grown-up | 6/5/2002 | See Source »

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