Word: breads
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...biggest Communist Party rally of the French presidential election campaign. Thousands of students and workers marched across Paris to the historic Place de la Bastille. Many carried banners with familiar bread-and-butter Slogans: WE WANT HOUSING AND JOBS and PRODUCE FRENCH. Caravans of buses filled with activists poured in from the provinces. With rope and tackle, a mountain climber managed to hoist a red flag to the summit of the square's monumental central column, where it fluttered from the arms of a winged figure. Finally the party's pugnacious leader, Presidential Candidate Georges Marchais, rose...
...patronize les grands restaurants live on substances like le cake mix, JellO, peanut butter, ketchup, Coke and orangeade without orange. Surfeited with frozen victuals and "baby food," they have lost all contact with natural flavors. From an early age they grow fat on sugars, gassy drinks, bread and superfluous vitamins. "No wonder," say GM, "that American dentists are the best in the world or that the gastroenterologists are so busy." Evidemment, you must eat only in the very best places, and your first duty on landing is to make your reservations. "Otherwise," advise GM, "you run the risk of being...
Actually, today's 2:30 p.m. go-round with Columbia isn't the real bread-breaker. The Crimson dropped a 16-9 decision to Tufts last Friday to inaugurate the Electronic Era at Soldiers Field, but as fun as those games may be, the scoreboard wasn't built for the Greater Boston League...
...Hispanic, old money vs. new. As a result, the election turned on matters of style and symbolism, rather than any deep disagreement between the candidates over issues. Short, balding and a Reagan supporter, Steen liked to drive his own gray Lincoln Continental to campaign stops in the barrio, carrying bread around with him to feed the pigeons. Cisneros drives a battered 1972 Volkswagen and wears well-tailored jackets, which he inevitably sheds when speaking at churchyard gatherings and large rallies...
...finished writing and revising, and Stuart was curled up on her couch. Heather nudged him, but he was in a deep sleep and only groaned and turned his head. She covered him with a quilt and walked to Littauer by herself. In the Yard an old woman was feeding bread crusts to the pigeons and a long jogger was blowing steam into the air. Heather picked up the Sunday Times on the way back but never found time to read it. It was the evening and the morning of the second all-nighter...