Word: bags
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...mailed by her, which contained 2.7 pounds of cocaine. She reportedly told investigators that she had mailed six packages to New York for her husband?s chauffeur, without inquiring as to their contents. Police questioned the unnamed recipient of the drugs, who was found in possession of a second bag of cocaine and admitted to having taken delivery of similar packages sent from Bogota, which he?d been paid to receive. Although the Army cleared Colonel Hiett of any wrongdoing, his request for a transfer was granted...
...smoke as the Briscoe motored out to the point at which the most powerful telephoto lenses could register just the silhouettes of the mourners. The family bore their loved ones' ashes, three wreaths and three American flags. Caroline held her husband's hand as he clutched a canvas bag. Red, white and yellow blossoms trailed the ship as it headed back to shore...
...sure, iBook's look hasn't garnered universal praise. Silicon Valley insiders, reports a wag, "can't decide whether it looks like a toilet seat or a Hello Kitty bag." But even its detractors would have to agree that it's a striking departure for the home-computer market--and quite possibly a landmark in the quest Jobs began when he founded Apple two decades ago. "I remember when he pulled the white sheet off the first Mac in '84," says Tim Bajarin, a longtime Apple watcher. "Even then, he was going to create the 'computer for Everyman...
...opened the door, stepped into a mound of McDonald's garbage and then wedged the rest of my body into the car, up against the surfboard which ran diagonally through the interior. Kid Driver's precious board traveled in a silver cushioned bag. (He later told me the surfboard cost more than the car itself.) Once I managed to close the door, he hit the gas and we pulled onto the pavement, Dukes of Hazard style, with a plume of dirt behind us. I fastened my seatbeat...
...opened the door, stepped into a mound of McDonald's garbage and then wedged the rest of my body into the car, up against the surfboard which ran diagonally through the interior. Kid Driver's precious board travelled in a silver cushioned bag. (He later told me the surfboard cost more than the car itself.) Once I managed to close the door, he hit the gas and we pulled onto the pavement, Dukes of Hazzard style, with a plume of dirt behind us. I fastened my seatbeat...