Word: devoide
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...much been spent on campaign ads; yet, in recent memory, never before have those ads operated on such a base level. As Nov. 2 approaches, ads have become ever more exploitative of human fears—fears that often have no grounding in reality—and increasingly devoid of pertinent information. Unfortunately, both political camps are complicit; neither Republicans nor Democrats can boast of integrity...
...station I would only later realize was completely devoid of police officers—nearly all of whom were concentrated where we had just been—Allison and I again lowered our guard, flipping through the photos we had just captured on a digital camera in the waning moments of 2002. It was this, we would learn later, that had probably sealed our fate for the evening. Unbeknownst to us, we had been spotted and marked by a quartet of thugs standing probably just a few feet away, though we were oblivious to their presence. The moment of obliviousness...
...Angeles International Airport is not my favorite place. I’ve lost more luggage there than I care to mention, it is devoid of skylights that might help travelers’ body clocks travel over the Pacific a little faster and it has peculiarly bad food—worse than a number of regional airports in decidedly poorer countries. It is the sort of place where you just want to listen to music and make your few hours of layover pass as quickly as possible...
...season of change," echoed Donatella Versace, looking svelte and relaxed after a summer of much personal change, as she prepared her collection in the family's Via Gesù headquarters a day before the show. "No celebrities, no more big parties, just pretty clothes." Her front row was devoid of the usual A-listers and her clothes - fluttery jersey dresses, pale pastel Wedgwood-inspired prints, and a few safari jackets - were unusually simple and, well, just pretty. To hear Armani tell it, change is as psychological as it is stylistic. "I feel like a new baby, starting all over again...
...pulled too much material to make the pleat in front, because I am mooning the good people of Thimphu. In a panic, I grab frantically for the edge of my kira—but what only this morning was a cloth with huge, unmanageable edges, is now miraculously devoid of any edge. I cling with sweaty fingers to a random hunk of cloth, trying to yank enough of it over to the right to cover me until I can finally sneak into a hotel bathroom to redistribute the fabric...