Afternoon
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If we overlay what happens during the football World Cup, what will happen in June, July, we will see, yes, air temperature will be much higher, but because the games and the plays will be in the afternoon, it's probably the same comfort rating we've found in other places which has perceived as non-comfortable.
We wanted to create an outdoor space which is so comfortable that people can go there in the early afternoon, even in these sunny and hot summer months, and they can enjoy and meet there with their families.
Despite drinking steadily all afternoon, he was still pale.
After an EF3 tornado ripped straight through our town and took parts of our roof off, I decided to stay in Massachusetts, instead of pursuing the master's program I had moved my boxes home that
afternoon
for.
And because of the rain until four o'clock in the afternoon, nobody went to the polling stations.
I just want to say good afternoon, good evening.
And there you can see what a Liverpool sea looks like on a typical
afternoon.
So, off I went into Friday
afternoon
traffic, and I'll never forget what I saw when I got there.
Normally it lives on the top of Big Ben, because that's where you get the best reception, but they had negotiated that their colleague could borrow it for the
afternoon
to use in an office presentation.
And that afternoon, I had to ask him, "How was it for you making that decision?"
It was on a Sunday
afternoon.
That says to me, it was Friday
afternoon
and somebody wanted to go down the pub.
So what, your actors studied guerrilla theater at the London Rep? Let me tell you an ancient Chinese Saturday
afternoon
kung fu secret.
Nowadays, Congressmen fly in on Tuesday morning, they do battle for two days, then they fly home Thursday
afternoon.
What I want to do this
afternoon
is something a little different than what's scheduled.
This was last Wednesday
afternoon
at a school in Brooklyn, New York, at Cristo Rey High School, run by the Jesuits.
It was a Saturday
afternoon
in May, and I suddenly realized that the next day was Mother's Day, and I hadn't gotten anything for my mom, so I started thinking about what should I get my mom for Mother's Day?
At five minutes to six in the afternoon, we come together at the Natural History Museum in Rotterdam, the duck comes out of the museum, and we try to discuss new ways to prevent birds from colliding with windows.
I'm going to make your lives easy this
afternoon
and just ask you to do one thing, and that's to go out, protest, speak about the unspeakable, and talk shit.
For years, I watched my mother take the time at recess to review, go on home visits in the afternoon, buy combs and brushes and peanut butter and crackers to put in her desk drawer for kids that needed to eat, and a washcloth and some soap for the kids who didn't smell so good.
And one afternoon, while he was recording, there suddenly appeared from out of nowhere a couple of game wardens, who for no apparent reason, walked over to the beaver dam, dropped a stick of dynamite down it, blowing it up, killing the female and her young babies.
Horrified, my colleagues remained behind to gather his thoughts and to record whatever he could the rest of the afternoon, and that evening, he captured a remarkable event: the lone surviving male beaver swimming in slow circles crying out inconsolably for its lost mate and offspring.
When I was six years old, I was walking back from school on a Friday
afternoon
with my older brother.
And this was a beautiful thing for the neighborhood itself, first 50 or 60 days, then 90 days, and then there was unfortunately another shooting in another 90 days, and the moms were hanging out in the
afternoon.
So they returned to their villages and are told they're going to get sick and die soon, but five happy years, their logic goes, is better than 10 stuck in a high rise on the outskirts of Kiev, separated from the graves of their mothers and fathers and babies, the whisper of stork wings on a spring
afternoon.
When we reached a million pounds, in January of 2012, I flew to New York with some our participants who had lost over 100 pounds, whose lives had been changed, and we appeared on the Rachael Ray show, and then that afternoon, I did a round of media in New York pushing the same messages that you're accustomed to hearing about obesity and the dangers of it.
So I'd like to spend a little bit of time this
afternoon
and tell you a little bit about our process for fixing the city, a little bit about Detroit, and I want to do that through the voices of Detroiters.
One afternoon, I had tea with a storekeeper at the Al Rasheed Hotel in Baghdad, and he said to me, "You Americans, you can put a man on the moon, but when I get home tonight, I won't be able to turn on my lights."
And my father, who worked at night, would spend every
afternoon
with her, just to make sure she ate.
In one Saturday afternoon, they were able to populate most of the content for most of the frequently asked questions, but more importantly than that, they created a new way for citizens to participate in their government.
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