Word: chests
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...staging invites a good fall. London, the intellectual Boris, dies intelligently-a heave, a cry, a little gasp, and he's gone, rolling gently down the stairs. Hines, though, plays it for all he's worth. Clawing the air, grasping his heaving chest, he cries his final line ("Forgive me! Forgive me!") and pitches himself headlong down the stairs. Surely it will be the end of him some day, and then there will only be five great Borises...
...second chamber is arranged as a chapel: in it a gas-meter reader, in miter and chasuble, buys the illusion that he is a bishop and lovingly receives a confession of a prostitute. A third chamber is arranged as a stable: in it a milkman, bristling with chest lettuce, buys the illusion that he is a cavalry general and prepares to mount his whorse...
...denied him. Europeans were quick to recognize the value of McCracken's voice, but though he sounded just right for lyric romantic roles, his size cost him the job: he is 5 ft. 10 in. tall, weighs 270 Ibs.. and has a 52-in. chest-eight inches bigger than Sonny Liston's and twelve bigger, than Jayne Mansfield...
...back is curved as a barrel stave, and his chin kisses his chest. He looks like Satan grown chubby, but his deepest pleasure is the most innocent in Christendom-playing the harpsichord. His sweet music is brilliant and astonishingly rich, but at the end of a concert he can melt with a mundane gesture the mystic spell he has taken an evening to build. "I'm Fernando Valenti," he will say, extending a moist, pudgy hand. "Thank you very much for listening...
...same, or a morphine-type drug, or both. Next, atropine to help keep mucus from clogging his air passages. In the operating room at last, a clout of barbiturate (often thiopental sodium) to put him to sleep. Then the anesthesiologist rigs the patient with a mask-or, especially for chest operations, a tube inserted through the mouth and down the windpipe. Even that is not all in many cases: an intravenous drug resembling curare (arrow poison) relaxes his muscles. Only when the anesthesiologist nods assent can the surgeon make the first cut. Any time one of his monitoring gadgets flashes...