Word: dripping
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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COFFEE'S UPS AND DOWNS They've got an awful lot of coffee in Brazil, and elsewhere, which is why Maxwell House and Folgers are cutting prices 10[cents] a can. But don't expect prices to drip down in specialty coffees anytime soon. Peet's jacked up bean prices as much as $2 per lb. this month, following Starbucks, which raised its drink prices an average of 10[cents] in May. These chains cite tight supplies of labor and fancy coffees. Best advice is to scour the Web. Instead of paying $10 for a pound of Sumatra...
...soul walked the streets. In Kapasnica, the section known as Little Albania, house after house, down every street in every direction, was a vacant husk, broken-walled and covered in soot. The only sound was the screech of jackdaws, the distant scurrying of a mangy dog and the drip, drip, drip of broken water pipes...
...pressure was on as Fineberg and Wallach gotto work in early 1999. A steady drip ofadministrative departures at Radcliffe hadembarrassed the administration, which claimed theturnover was just normal institutional attrition...
...average American's income is spent on food. Compare this to Britain at 11.5%, Sweden 14.5%." Fairly quickly the discourse descended to a mudball fight. A farmer who thinks chemical fertilizers and pesticides are fine dismissed an organic farmer as a gardener and added, "Man, you drip of liberalism; it almost stinks." Another nonorganic disputant offered, "More than anything, I cannot STAND ignorant hysterics seeking to ban or destroy whatever technological innovation currently threatens their precarious emotional stability." From the other side came this: "You are a vile individual who licks the boots of the well-heeled...
...There was another forced meeting at ABP a few months later, this one following weeks of fighting about my bad management of money and my rapidly growing credit debt. I had to meet Pop at ABP, and I started to drip tears and turn red and crouch in the iron chair, complaining about my life, all the while knowing that across from me, my father was just trying to stay alive. I cried and complained and told him this boy, my boyfriend, was mad at me and I couldn't do chem and wasn't having fun and couldn...