Word: didnã
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Dates: during 2000-2000
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...Katie: I was raped when I was a freshman at William and Mary. It was the third weekend at school. We were out for dinner and a date; it was a guy I knew, Peter. He didn??t throw me up against a wall. He didn??t push me. He didn??t hit. We went back to my room after dinner, and we were hanging out. I told him I didn??t want to have sex. Initially, he said that he respected that. As the night wore on, I think that...
...Katie: Right after it happened I didn??t know what to do. I was trying to weigh out the good and the bad. I considered the fact that I didn??t know that many people at school yet, and the advantage of being the first victim in the country to use my name in the case of a date rape. I didn??t know what bad things would happen—how could anyone disagree with me? I didn??t realize how the media could portray you badly. I was usually picketing...
...Heard: “But it really is art. You can’t pay any attention to the materialistic constructions of mainstream society. Didn??t you come to Harvard to protest the suppression of creative intellect...
...hometown was not friendly to hockey. We had no local team—minor league, high school or otherwise. The ponds didn??t freeze in the winter and the nearest rink was an hour’s drive away. The local sporting good store had no hockey equipment, save little plastic hockey sticks marketed at the pre-school crowd. And so, during the summers and warm winters, we settled for roller hockey—a slow, clunky substitute that always ended prematurely after our only ball fell into the rain gutter. To the neighborhood kids, we were heroes...
...less-than-appealing selection of restaurants and too-public hotels. These were places where men could smoke the mild cigar and sip a fine brandy while playing cards and catching up on the news from Europe. “There was a whole class of people that didn??t have to work,” says Hugh Davids Scott Greenway ’71, a member of both the Tavern and the Somerset...