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...desks can control their email with their feet. As an audience of assistants, members of the research team and star-struck employees watched, Gates, clad in a maroon crew neck sweater and khaki colored trousers, tried out the gizmo. Standing on the dance pad, he stomped on the down arrow and watched the cursor move down the list. His right loafer hopped on the right arrow until it moved up to the delete function marked by X and then he stomped forcefully and obliterated the entry...
...first time, the event was held at Cambridge’s Zero Arrow Street Theatre. The ceremony usually takes place at the Hasty Pudding Theatre, which is currently under renovations...
...stage of the Zero Arrow Street Theatre, a ship full of unique passengers sets sail. Astoundingly voluptuous “women” decked out in fur, pompoms, spangles, pleather, and sequins from head to toe—or rather from the lower half of their colossal breasts to the tops of their stockinged thighs—strut the decks. A Hitler look-alike (Josh C. Phillips ’07) dutifully trots after a terrifyingly overgrown Shirley Temple clone. A sleazy-looking captain (Alan D. Zackheim ’06) herds the crowd, ridiculously wielding his violin case...
...first time, the event was held at Cambridge’s Zero Arrow Street Theatre. The ceremony usually takes place at the Hasty Pudding Theatre, which is currently under renovations...
...found herself "completely sucked into" her research on the war. "I thought that actually what's interesting here for me is not where the characters are going, but what's happened to them." Besides, she's always been intrigued by backward narratives, such as Martin Amis' Time's Arrow and Harold Pinter's Betrayal. She'd considered using the form for an earlier novel but "it got too complicated. [For Night Watch] it suddenly made sense." Waters maintains her trademark plot-twisting - the full connections between some of the characters aren't revealed until the reader meets them...