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Word: calls (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...takes you for lunch at the [New York] Yacht Club and orders a plate of oysters," Hauser says. "[The staff] all call him 'commodore' and at the end of the lunch he says, 'wouldn't it be nice if you gave a few million...

Author: By Jenny E. Heller and James Y. Stern, CRIMSON STAFF WRITERSS | Title: kjhlkjhkljhdfs | 10/18/1999 | See Source »

...completely bundled and dry, but hence blind, glass, classmates headed up Quincy Street As I reached the door of Memorial Hall, my khakis one color in front and another in back, my shirt wet and my backpack soaked through, I distinctly heard a bearded man in the distance call for animals...

Author: By Adam I. Arenson, | Title: Dartboard: Come Again Some Other Day | 10/15/1999 | See Source »

...article about the break-ins occurring in the Yard dorms (News, Oct. 13) stated that these burglaries "have led first-year students to call for increased security measures in the Yard." Other victims have taken "the University administration to task for not doing enough to make students aware of the security issues surrounding Matthews and other Yard dorms." However, it seems as though many of the burglary victims have forgotten the cardinal rule when it comes to preventing robberies: lock your doors, especially at night. Harvard oftentimes may seem like a bubble disconnected from the rest of the world...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Letters | 10/15/1999 | See Source »

...recent weeks, we have seen a series of burglaries in Harvard Yard dorms. This has led many to call for increased security in this area to protect students' property and to catch the criminals who have been committing these crimes...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Letters | 10/15/1999 | See Source »

...know exactly when I lost my mind. June 1996, just south of the border in a pueblocita they call Cancún. The agent of my transformation: a stylish devil named Tequila. My senior trip was about foam parties and shady beds, not yards of beer and wet T-shirt contests. In the end I looked more like a "popcorn crab" (the words of a best friend) than Serena Atschul. Does it matter? Maybe...

Author: By Kevin E. Meyers, | Title: Fifteen Minutes: Confessions of an Autumnophile | 10/14/1999 | See Source »

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