We form coteries as we stretch before class or in the humid euphoria of the dressing room afterward, chatting and complaining and comparing notes about teachers, and somehow this coalesces into intimacy.
Many Russian politicians are already far too beholden to coteries of scheming tycoons, who, thanks partly to the coarse system of privatisation used a few years ago, have been the biggest beneficiaries of Russia's chaotic switch to the market.