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...area, and it's pretty congested.' It was a useful message, and it made the point that what may have started out as a fad or a tool against police has turned into a valuable driving aid. In Kansas the number of deaths caused by drivers falling asleep, for example, has been on the decline for two years, and police attribute the drop...
...coup unleashed long-repressed frustrations. "We fell asleep a half-century ago and have just now woken up," said an old woman in Lisbon. Across the country, hundreds of mini-coups erupted: bakers, lawyers, engineers, journalists and architects ousted the leaders of their unions. Workers took over factories or else demanded huge wage increases-often up to 200%. An alphabet soup of initials covered walls, posters and newspapers, as scores of political parties were formed, ranging from monarchist to Maoist. More ominously, the much persecuted Communist Party (see box page 28) emerged from the underground as the nation...
...capitalist society, Xaviera finally builds up a large, bustling establishment and becomes so caught up in running the business that I lost touch with my customers." We see her wandering forlornly through her crowded parlor, where no one has time to talk to her, trailing listlessly upstairs, and falling asleep at her desk, 'too tired to join my own Christmas party." Just in case anyone out in the audience is beginning to get cynical about all this good luck and jollyness, we are shown that Xaviera, who has pulled herself up ny her own garter straps, finds success...
...time her sanity. After World War I she ended up back in Brighton, at the scene of her vision, in a seaside hotel-a short, plump, obscure old lady, puffing along the promenade in all weather. Almost mercifully she died in 1921: a Juliet whose author had fallen asleep and allowed her to live 30 years too long...
...collection is literally dreamed up by a young scholar vacationing in California. One night Anthony Maloney falls asleep in an obscure motel, imagining a priceless array of artifacts. In the morning, a flea market of Victoriana awaits him in a parking lot below. Each objet d'art has been produced by his richly informed subconscious. Naturally there are the classic ottomans and clawfoot sofas, the glut of silver tea sets and bridal breakfast services. But there are also treasures from the velvet underground: choice items of bondage, plush Sadean literature, punishment costumes featuring removable posterior panels...