Word: dens
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...lives in the Tiger's Den, a fortified five-acre compound half an hour's drive from the capital, Phnom Penh. There, during the sporadic outbursts of fighting that threaten his rule, he retreats to his emergency war room, a small building with dark glass windows and aerials on the roof. Inside is a small bedroom. "You see this?" he asks, pointing to a closet with a mirror on the front. "Inside, there is a secret trapdoor into the basement. When you are a soldier, you have to know the ways of escape." He regrets he cannot go to restaurants...
...Mount Wanda, named after one of Muir's daughters; and snack on ripe fruit from the orchard that helped bankroll his conservation activities. In Muir's 17-room mansion, young children will enjoy seeing the toys that belonged to Muir's daughters; older kids will gravitate to the "scribble den," where Muir did his writing. Among the artifacts on display: a spear presented to Muir by Native Americans in honor of his courage...
...jeans and an occasional preschooler in an XXS patent leather jacket. The cab driver refused to use the word "emporium," insisting that my friends and I were mistakenly visiting his old billiards hang-out, "Good Time Callie's." The towering marquees, however, confirmed that we were entering the famed den of Somerville carousal and inflated Michelob paraphernalia. Before gaining admittance, I was asked to flash my driver's license, convincing the bouncer I wasn't a parentless 17-year-old in need of quenching my keno machine addiction...
...jeans and an occasional preschooler in an XXS patent leather jacket. The cab driver refused to use the word "emporium," insisting that my friends and I were mistakenly visiting his old billiards hang-out, "Good Time Callie's." The towering marquees, however, confirmed that we were entering the famed den of Somerville carousal and inflated Michelob paraphernalia. Before gaining admittance, I was asked to flash my driver's license, convincing the bouncer I wasn't a parentless 17-year-old in need of quenching my keno machine addiction...
...because they usually put their whistles in their pockets in overtime. We were confident in our man-down unit, but Princeton had just scored a power play goal, so the penalty made me a little nervous because the special teams situation could have gone either way in sud- den death...