Word: bags
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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With only $25 in his wallet -- earnings from mowing a few lawns -- he quickly settled on a used Remington semiautomatic 12-gauge shotgun. He was pleasantly surprised by its heft as he slid it into a canvas bag and scurried back to his truck. At 16, Doug was finally a force to be reckoned with at Father Flanagan High, in his white, working-class neighborhood of Benson and on the streets of Omaha. "If you have a gun, you have power. That's just the way it is," he says. "Guns are just a part of growing up these days...
...length and transforming it into the weapon of choice among many teenage toughs: a pistol-grip, sawed-off shotgun, which he pronounces almost as one word. "Easy to hide and no need to aim. Just bam! and you clear the room," he says. Returning the gun to the canvas bag, he hurried back to his room, paused briefly to consider a hiding place, and then slid the weapon under his mattress before joining his parents for dinner...
...facing the sea just off the beach under a massive yau tree; she likes the shade, she said. Black Esprit sandals sat atop one another at her feet; she had pulled a flowered sun hat snugly on her head and thrown a new green canvas bag over an arm of her chair. She wore no jewelry. Nearby lay a copy of The Night Manager, John le Carre's new novel, closed on one dust-jacket flap at around page 300. Vacationing in Hawaii, just after her triumphant visit to Japan, just before a grueling few weeks in Washington, Hillary Rodham...
...would have allowed 1.84 billion bd. ft. to be cut annually. Thomas bristles at any suggestion that there was political interference in the deliberations, but he refuses to discuss the substance of periodic conference calls with Katie McGinty, the White House's environmental- policy director. "Politics is not our bag," he says. Still, two weeks ago, Thomas and forester Jerry Franklin were flown to Washington to brief anxious members of Congress from the Northwest. The meeting was described as "tense...
...subject a minefield of embarrassment, as the remains of 1960s values rub against 1990s bourgeois affluence. And leaving home is no escape. Hotels, in particular, seem intent on making you feel ridiculous, with their doormen dressed up like Nubian slaves and their insistence on having someone else carry your bag even if you're perfectly capable of carrying it yourself. You, meanwhile, follow along making desperate small talk and wondering nervously how many singles you have in your wallet. Who needs this...