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Like the dollar bills on which its business is based, Wall Street has two
faces. On one side, it is a place – a street in lower Manhattan. On the
other, the term is shorthand for an industry – the US wholesale financial-
services industry. Since Wall Street, the place, is the hub of this
industry, much of the time the two meanings overlap. But lower Manhattan
is by no means the totality of the US wholesale financial-services
industry, and so sometimes the term embraces other locations and institutions....
During 2001 96% of corporate organisers made use of the Internet for communication with
delegates, 72% used teleconferencing, and 62% used video conferencing, figures that have
increased dramatically in the last few years. However, far from reducing the need for meetings,
the proliferation of text, e mail and internet messaging has increased the value and importance
of face-to-face communication. “Making messages memorable” has become the greatest
business challenge of the 21st
Another of the initial ideas had the welcome mat
track the motion of people across it and respond to
this in some way. This was ﬁrst tried using amat with
electric-ﬁeld-sensing electrodes and a projected im-
age that followed the path of the person walking
across it. Issues of robustness for this tracking
method caused this idea to be dropped as well.
What can you do if you are thirty and, suddenly, turning the corner of your own
street, you feel perfectly happy, as if you had swallowed a piece of the late autumn sun?
Berthas feelings show her love of the moment and her satisfaction with her
home, her family and her interesting circle of friends. Yet pain is not far away.
Before the day is over, Bertha's safe, happy world has been destroyed and she faces
an uglier, crueller reality.
Why, you know two men can’t meet on a street corner without immediately forming a secret society, electing president, vice-president, secretary, and treasurer, and appointing a committee of five to get up a banquet.” “But to return to the subject,” persisted the president—a long-faced girl with a solemn countenance, but a suspicious gleam in her eye. “‘How to Cook Wives’—that is the question before the house.”
We had returned to Japan in the midst of the first rainy season, and all the day through, June 25th, and two nights, a gentle rain fell at Nagasaki, almost without interruption. Across the narrow street from Hotel Japan were two of its guest houses, standing near the front of a wall-faced terrace rising twenty-eight feet above the street and facing the beautiful harbor. They were accessible only by winding stone steps shifting on paved landings to continue the ascent between retaining walls overhung with a wealth of shrubbery clothed in the densest foliage, so green and liquid in...
To anyone who glanced casually inside the detention room the young
man sitting there did not seem very formidable. In height he might have
been a little above average, but not enough to make him noticeable. His
brown hair was cropped conservatively; his unlined boy's face was not
one to be remembered—unless one was observant enough to note those
light-gray eyes and catch a chilling, measuring expression showing now
and then for an instant in their depths.
"Rather than love, than money, than fame, give me truth." -Henry David Thoreau
.I am balls deep in an ocean of tears. The night sky is awesome. The moon has a smile on its face, but the stars are all frowning at me. I think that I might be dreaming. I awake to the sound of tires sailing on the wet street. The thick glass window deflects the rain into the surrounding L.A. madness. The rain continues to bomb hard and heavy. The wet black asphalt keeps on beneath the bus. Public transit is like a prison cell....
The man in the pastel blue topcoat walked with steady purpose, but without haste, through the chill, wind-swirled drizzle that filled the air above the streets of Arlington, Virginia. His matching blue cap-hood was pulled low over his forehead, and the clear, infrared radiating face mask had been flipped down to protect his chubby cheeks and round nose from the icy wind. No one noticed him particularly. He was just another average man who blended in with all the others who walked the streets that day. No one recognized him; his face did not appear often in public places, except...
The man in the pastel blue topcoat walked with steady purpose, but
without haste, through the chill, wind-swirled drizzle that filled the
air above the streets of Arlington, Virginia. His matching blue cap-hood
was pulled low over his forehead, and the clear, infrared radiating face
mask had been flipped down to protect his chubby cheeks and round
nose from the icy wind.
No one noticed him particularly. He was just another average man
who blended in with all the others who walked the streets that day.