Word: dusts
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...otherworldly imagination of A Hundred Years of Solitude. Marquez' narrative is as ordinary yet startling as the seasons. The shaping powers of Autumn introduce themselves in the first sentence of the book as effortlessly as in nature: Time--arrested, slowed, kneaded by memory and chance, centuries disturbed like dust, recalled like a dream; Power--huge, inevitable, mysterious even to its wielder; Death--arriving at an unex-pected moment, as a carrion bird or in a penitent's garb; and, finally, the rituals of everyday life, expressed in the prepositional phrases, uncapitalized, unpersonified, that begin the book with "over the weekend...
...images in Autumn form brilliant thematic patterns. In the first chapter we see unforgettably "dead craters of harsh moon ash on the endless plain where the sea had been," we hear "a disaster of hoofs and animal sighs from behind the fortified walls," we smell "the lunar dust-covered rosebuds under which the lepers had slept." Such descriptions return to haunt us, as they do the patriarch; they are fragments of a real or created past, the whole of which we do not know and he has forgotten...
...required by law. One example cited: six employees of the labs at Research Triangle Park, N.C., experienced nausea, headaches and sore throats after exposure to acid fumes last year, but none were given follow-up medical tests. In a Denver facility, workers were found to be regularly breathing dangerous dust particles and noxious gases. The revelations of environmental hazards in its own labs plainly embarrassed the EPA. But a spokesman insisted: "We recognize the need for action in certain labs, and have already started to clean up problems...
...pounding noises, billowing dust clouds and wafting odors coming from the Charles River bank near Boylston St. are not from an oversized alarm clock. The rumbling is the product of a Metropolitan District Commission (MDC) sewer project aimed at curbing pollution of the river...
Preceded by two headlights, a funnel of dust announces the arrival of Bill Eldridge, a former Fort Pierce cop who helped write Stewart's first album, You 're Not the Woman You Used to Be. Eldridge has come to escort his friend, now somewhat lulled by the grease and beer, to the evening's performance. It is a Tuesday night, normally a slow evening, but the Flying Bridge Lounge is packed with a country crowd ready to greet the local boy with rebel yells. Men cradle sweating bottles of Pabst against their paunches and admire...