Word: beaching
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...must be added, a day at the beach. Those who feel guilty, summer after summer, about not reading War and Peace can positively grovel at the prospect of the unquestionably difficult and demanding August 1914. It offers an encompassing narrative, told from dozens of different perspectives, of Russian life circa 1914 and of the nation's stark unpreparedness for the military offensive launched against Germany in August of that year. With this ! story Solzhenitsyn mixes snippets from contemporary newspapers, a succession of official documents and a series of "Screens," scenes described as if they were intended for a film script...
...places, Piercy's writing style is rich with detail and sharp pithy phrases. She describes the beach: "they sat on the top of the outermost dune watching the waves slide in below, sinuous, cracking the whip of their white backs over the hidden sandbars." Dinah rebels against the routines of her first, marriage, screaming, "'I don't see what liking to fuck you has to do with being confused with a laundry service!'" Or Susan's feelings for Willie: "Susan could feel her desire for him seeping back like sweet red wine, like mulled wine spicy and hot and tipsy...
...beneath the arrogance he wears like a badge of honor is the deeper, profound racial anger that fueled Do the Right Thing. "Racism usually erodes self-confidence. It seems to have triggered his," observes actress Ruby Dee, who plays Mother Sister in Do the Right Thing. The Howard Beach incident, in which a black man died after being chased onto a freeway by a white mob -- an expression in Lee's mind of a double standard inflicted on blacks -- inspired the film. Even the controversy that erupted over his use at the end of the film of a Malcolm...
...well-tanned, fine-boned man lounges on a wicker chair in the middle of a vast lawn, the picture of leisure in his long-sleeve polo shirt and cotton twill trousers. A fresh-faced young woman walks barefoot on the beach, smartly / turned out in white cotton shorts and a sleeveless blouse. A square-jawed baby boomer clad in a classic linen shirt and cotton pants gazes serenely along a shoreline as if he is planning a bright future...
...many kinds of walking did Toad savor. Beach walking took him along the edge of eternity. Night walking carried him through another mysterious fluid, darkness. Walking populated his solitude with multitudes of fancies and inner images, and let his mind roam up and down in time. Yet walking in the city also gave him sometimes an ecstatic solitude -- a paradoxical apartness and serenity...