Word: dears
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Under the suave direction of Jonathan Frakes, who also plays the Enterprise's second-in-command, the movie glides along with purpose and style. It also allows for a fun detour into a "holographic novel" set in the dear Deco days of Indiana Jones. But it's mainly a three-way tug of souls among Picard, Data and the queen of all the Borg. When she whispers to her onetime conquest Picard, "You can't begin to imagine the life you denied yourself," she opens the movie up to the ache of memory--to a good man's second thoughts...
...more or less cornflakes and skittles, even for the laterising nowhere-man boarder Stanley Webber (Dominic Doyle), until two visitors arrive. Up to no good, these two, Goldberg (Jonathon Heawood) and flunky McCann (Henry Clarke '00), apparently have some history they'd like to clear up with dear Stanley--exactly what, we don't know...
...Dear Mr. Sidey, My must reading includes every week your perceptive and brilliant columns ... However, I wonder if you really are portraying an accurate picture of this man? From your columns I would get the impression that he was introverted, humorless, rather plotting [sic] and not particularly exciting in his conduct of the Presidency ... I think for your own credibility you ought to correct the image you have left. I don't mean that I like him (frankly I would have to classify myself as a Lindsey [sic] Republican ...) I feel this so strongly, because I detest Vice President Agnew...
Harvard comes off a 28-25 victory over Holy Cross in which the Crimson exploded to a 21-0 lead then held on for dear life thanks to big plays by the defense and a clutch touchdown from the offense...
...often finds ourselves in circumstances which unnecessarily consume our time. Human nature is prone to laziness. Were we to live by the virtue of impatience, we would temper our laziness sufficiently to allow for the completion of our tasks and the enjoyment of all those idle pleasures we hold dear...