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Word: doored (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...getting any sleep because she plodded around so early in the morning. When I came in late, she would wake up and make me feel guilty. Ellen best expressed her hostility at the one and only party I threw, when, dressed in the orange pajamas, she sat outside our door glaring at everyone who entered...

Author: By J.wyatt Emmerich, | Title: A Ticket to Ride | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

Thanks, Ellen. I felt a twinge of guilt about my aloofness toward her, but it's easy to feel compassionate when you know you're never going to have to deal with someone again. I put the note away, packed up the last box, and headed for the door. I did not dread returning to Harvard the following year; I had made good friends and found a niche in East Asian Studies and The Crimson. I looked forward to starting over, out of the Yard. But I savored every last step down the stairs, past Chuck's room...

Author: By J.wyatt Emmerich, | Title: A Ticket to Ride | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...situation is not much better on campus. He somehow remembers a pusher going door to door in Kirkland House selling heroin--curious, in retrospect, considering you can't even bum a cigarette in Kirkland House nowadays. During punching season, he is shocked by a conversation with Porcellian Club members, who tell him he must learn to party if he joins. He declines. He bemoans the decadence symbolized by Linda Lovelace's 1974 visit to Harvard...

Author: By Jon Alter, | Title: Harvard Hates LeBoutillier | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...hush falls over the crowd--your janitor, jingling a keyring in his annual show of authority, emerges from the leafy green of Harvard yard and mounts the steps. You scan the competition, looking for an angle that will bring you through the door before your still-anonymous cohabitants...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Notes From the Underground... | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

...race is on. You get your second wind by the third flight--the others are falling behind. You burst through the appointed door, an easy first. Relax, you tell yourself, you roommates probably won't even show til tomorrow. Smooth sailing...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Notes From the Underground... | 8/17/1979 | See Source »

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