Word: beds
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...Antibodi Well, who said this theme was exclusively white? With its lip-smackingly red accents, Patricia Urquiola's hammock-like Antibodi chair is almost flirtatious. Created by the Spanish designer for Moroso, its petal pattern conjures images of lying on a bed of water lilies. Sensual bliss. www.moroso.it...
...husband was in his bed sleeping when a bullet came through the window and killed him," explains Juana Carvajal, El Alto resident and mother of four. More than a dozen people were killed in their homes by ricocheting bullets; one 10-year-old died and of the 400 wounded, several lost limbs. And the widespread outrage at Sanchez de Lozada's ordering the use of the military against unarmed protesters forced him to resign on October...
...size of carrots. I prayed to God to help me recover the use of my hands. After a while, I tried to get up. But I had to stifle a cry of pain, for my feet could not support my body. I managed to haul myself up to the bed. My woolen socks were stuck to my feet with dried pus. When I succeeded in peeling the socks off with my numb and swollen fingers, I saw that my feet were also swollen to enormous size. Under each toe was a large blister. I could not take the socks completely...
...fall of 1971, a large bundle was deposited on the floor of my cell by a guard. After I had signed the receipt, I took the bundle to my bed and untied it. To my astonishment, I found the padded jacket, the fleece-lined winter coat, the two sweaters and the woolen underpants the Red Guards had allowed my daughter to keep after they looted our home in 1966. The padded jacket of navy blue woolen material lined with maroon silk was new in 1966, and it looked new now. With trembling hands, I picked up the white porcelain...
...tired that I could hardly stand. I asked the teacher for permission to rest. ''You may go to your daughter's room. She is an independent filmworker earning a salary. Her room is not included in our revolutionary action.'' In my daughter's room I lay down on her bed. Through the window I could see the faint light of dawn on the eastern horizon. When I woke, the sun was streaming into the room. I went to the kitchen and asked the cook to make coffee and toast. A pretty girl with two long plaits over her shoulders came...