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Lunch consisted of clearing a space in a nearby warehouse. setting a table for twenty-five, and preparing enough spaghetti to feed an army. We ate pasta and drank wine for three hours...

Author: By Marco L. Quazzo, | Title: Fun in the Old World | 3/15/1983 | See Source »

DIED. Yang Sun Nyo, 66, mother of South Korean Lightweight Boxer Kim Duk Koo, who died after a title fight with Ray ("Boom Boom") Mancini last November; by her own hand (she drank a bottle of pesticide) after becoming despondent following her son's death; in Kojin, South Korea...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Milestones: Feb. 14, 1983 | 2/14/1983 | See Source »

Clemens Kapuuo was then probably in his early forties. Soft-spoken and highly cultured, he stood nearly seven feet tall. His bodyguards were taller; the encourage filled our living room. He told stories of his 13 children and drank only orange juice. When he visited us in the States for the first time, he was en route to New York and Washington to try to persuade diplomats that, as moderates, the conventioneers represented Namibian opinion more accurately than SWAPO could. On that trip, Carter Administration officials refused to receive his party because SWAPO had been excluded from the constitutional conference...

Author: By Amy E. Schwart:, | Title: Cycles of Oblivion | 12/16/1982 | See Source »

...that I was hip when fellows would come to me and tell me they were going to buy me clothes and make me a prostitute. I could laugh 'em off. I knew more than they did, I betcha!" Inoculated against the vices she witnessed, Hunter never smoked or drank and saved a nickel of every dime she earned. Every week she sent her mother, whom she revered, a portion of her paycheck. Finally, her mother told her to stop; she was tired of going to the bank...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Music: Good Tunes from an Old Violin | 12/13/1982 | See Source »

...felt terribly low as I walked back to my dorm, so I decided to try Room 13, which I had read about in "The Unofficial Guide." I think I was just about in tears by the time I got there. The place was magic. I sat down and drank some tea that they offered me and just listened to the quiet talk going on there--about the geography of Montreal. The soothing atmosphere warmed me inside and out and gave me a feeling of security. I felt much better without even opening my mouth. As I sipped...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Thank You, Room 13 | 12/7/1982 | See Source »

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