Word: breast
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...funeral but then leave the body at a crematorium with a note that reads, "A Present for the French Consul." Hippies lie stoned and malnourished on the beaches of Goa: a young European woman sits for days in a stupor with her fatherless child hanging onto a withered breast; a cult of ritual murderers, known as the Anand Marg, stalks the streets for victims; an American would-be rabbi buys a six-year-old waif from her father and is shocked when she attempts to demonstrate her gratitude with sexual favors...
Unfortunately, the play consists mostly of such clumsy commentary. It's got only three characters: Henny (mother), Scooper (son), and Dierdre (bibliophile cum girlfriend). 83 and blind, Henny, has battled breast cancer for two years without anybody catching on--hence bosoms and neglect. Scooper, never too lucky with the girls, was about to run off to Haiti with his best friend's wife when Mom's illness was uncovered. He met Dierdre through their common analyst, Dr. James. In her apartment, while Henny's on the operating table, they spill out their tribulations and prayers. Their idiocyncrasies, it seems, know...
Ames is a small, beautiful woman who proctors freshmen when she is not acting. She appeared delightfully last year as the gum-chewing, breast-swinging hussy in How to Succeed in Business but she outdoes herself as Amanda. She sings her lines in a sliding Southern melody of speech, seducing with blue eyes and a wary but blooming smile. With a few early words, she captures at once Amanda's aging person but equally as well evinces her bubbling, sometimes annoying childlike penchant for story-telling...
...seemingly unstoppable lineup in the freestyle and fly events contrasts sharply with depth of talent in back- and breast-stroke events. Walsh said her swimmers for those contests are "adequate," but the team "doesn't have the real speedy person" necessary for a consistent winner...
...WEEK LATER, Liddy was sitting in the executive office of a New York publishing house. A publishing executive across the desk was shaking his head emphatically. Liddy clearly looked disappointed but remained calm. From the left breast pocket of his leisure suit he drew a small white candle and a matchbook. Holding a match to the candle base, he melted it until the candle stuck firmly upright on the desk. Then he lit the wick...