Word: bedded
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...July Saturday afternoon, some 150 dazed travelers kept their vigil. Many had camped in the terminal for four days. "I've had it! I want a bath, I want a bed, I want clean clothes," said Sharon Mann, 23, a drama student in a formerly yellow blouse. Aleyda Warren, a Londoner who had been visiting friends in Connecticut, figured that she had spent $100 during her four days in line. Other standbys were cheerful: Bill Lockyer and his wife Joy, a retired couple from New Zealand, had seen a Broadway show (Elizabeth Taylor in Private Lives) with the money...
...however, has not. Still the popular Baedeker of Bermuda-shorts wearers everywhere, Europe on $20 approaches the Continent as a kind of Disneyland for post-adolescents, and brims with a wide-eyed sense of wonder. But after one too many meals in department-store cafeterias, one too many Dickensian bed-and-breakfasts and one too many afternoons of hauling dirty laundry around Zurich in a vain search for the cheap laundromats that Frommer assures us "abound" (they do not), even the most economical tourist may sneak a look at what Birnbaum...
...silent-movie villain who relishes his villainy and wants everyone else to relish it. Thus his performance takes the form of a prolonged aside to the audience, missing only the knowing wink. What Kline lacks in gravity, he makes up in charm. His rash, stunning proposal to share the bed of Lady Anne (Madeleine Potter), made over the coffin of her father-in-law, whom Richard has slain after murdering her husband, meets with implausible success partly because Kline makes seduction irresistible...
...closer to his goal; he is, in fact, punished every time he slips into cruel or unusual behavior. Seducing Jonica means that he also is obliged to listen to her: " 'I have to trust. I have to feel,' she told me. I have to go to bed, I thought. Never had I heard such tripe." Fortunately, Weiner is not nearly as wicked or unprincipled as he pretends. "There was nothing I wouldn't stoop to," he says, but the claim is transparently false. His ineptitude as a villain is exceeded only by his bafflement at the world...
Beverly Sills, 54, director of the New York City Opera and retired diva, on the fact that she does not sing at all now, not even in the shower: "My voice had a long, nonstop career. It deserves to be put to bed with quiet and dignity, not yanked out every once in a while to see if it can still do what it used...