Word: admits
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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When I first showed my gems around the office, I got plenty of oohs and ahhs. They're gorgeous! Then I played tourist for a weekend, snapping flowers and the New York City skyline and taking more preening self-portraits than I'd like to admit. But I soon discovered that while all the cameras were easy to use, had similar features and cost about $250 apiece, each was flawed...
...Admit that you found yourself admiring John Kasich last week when he withdrew from the Republican presidential race. It's said that Kasich, who never got past the single digits in the polls and had mustered the sort of funds that would be considered tip money by the campaign of George Quincy Bush, was simply being realistic. He can't win. My point, exactly. Given the fever that grips people running for President, simply being realistic always comes as a welcome surprise. When Orrin Hatch gets realistic enough to withdraw, he'll be praised with comments like "He wasn...
Clinton recognized early on the biggest stumbling block to her campaign would be her outsider status. It is my attachment to the New York attitude that made adjusting to life outside of it difficult, but I managed. I can now admit to the virtues of Boston (though I'm still working on smaller cities), say "have a nice day," and even speak more slowly. My first instinct when strangers talk to me for no reason is no longer to edge away nervously, but to smile and be polite. I must say though, that it is a relief to be home...
Through constant immersion, and for better or worse, I am becoming an expert on the Tour and the country it blazes through. I am living as the locals live and covering the same terrain as the cyclists (although, I must admit, in relative comfort in comparison to their journeys of sweat and strain). In this way, reporting is like acting; I must study and then acquire, for a time, the identity of my sources...
Through constant immersion, and for better or worse, I am becoming an expert on the Tour and the country it blazes through. I am living as the locals live and covering the same terrain as the cyclists (although, I must admit, in relative comfort in comparison to their journeys of sweat and strain). In this way, reporting is like acting; I must study and then acquire, for a time, the identity of my sources...