Word: depots
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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When police in the Pacific resort town of Puerto Vallarta received the call, it sounded like a routine office robbery at the local bus depot. But when the thieves took refuge in a nearby house guarded by armed men, the police called in the army and state troopers. What they found when they finally stormed the house resulted in Mexico's biggest assault to date on the international narcotics business...
...play in a children's symphony (the Sinfonia), attend recitals, and play in recitals. I go to special advanced science classes and my sister goes to advanced match classes. I have season's tickets to the Duluth-Superior Symphony, and there are plays at UMD, community theater, and the Depot. I play soccer, swim, water-ski, and bike ride. Even though I do all that fishing, playing, attending concerts and studying. I still have time for a Dogs hockey, game. I live my own life, but I think the hockey, players are great and I even got some of their...
Think of Middle America Didn't you always suspect some buy depot types who asked for a dollar really could offer you change for your twenty? Who hasn't met the nice suburban couple with their laughing gas-like smiles who sing showtunes as they drive down the highway in their sky-blue station wagons? It sounds like stereotyping, as might befit a director first made famous as Archie Bunker's "Meathead" son-in-law, but this flick is simply too much fun to criticize the Styrofoam characters with any relish. Those who appear in the credits with titles like...
...selling it for even less. Now, in the final shopping days before Christmas, the PCjr is undercutting the competing Apple He by about $200 and countering Apple's green-screen monitor with one that shows full color. Says Erik Rossing, a vice president of the Minneapolis-based Computer Depot chain: "The Junior has become the best value in the store...
...great Federal affair of brick and hand-hewn oak that majestically held a Pennsylvania knoll just west of Philadelphia. It was a very old house-any architecture major could tell that-for down beneath the basement was a chamber as dark as the grave. This had been a depot on the Underground Railroad, a hiding cellar for northbound slaves. The landholders, generation after generation, had given over their rolling soil and their Quaker time to corn and cows, and for a very long while there it would seem the clock stood still...