Word: en
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...within the plane and 2) a supply of British "stun grenades," which explode without scattering metal fragments, but can immobilize an enemy for about six seconds with their sound and flash. The stun grenades-along with two experts from Britain's crack Special Air Service regiment-were soon en route to Dubai...
...flagstones. They seem hermetic and trivial, both at once. They lack the iconic force of the flags, maps, numbers and targets. No painter ever marked time more elegantly. But there can be no summing-up of a 47-year-old in midcareer. Johns is, at present, the Picasso of en-.ropy. But even that strange position commands respect, if not always allegiance or pleasure. -Robert Hughes
...which she uses her feminine appeal to the utmost. The listener is told countless times, "I love you, I love you, I honestly love you." But while the lyrics may not be of a high caliber, the song accomplishes its objective, assuming Olivia is trying to seduce her fans en masse...
Washington is of course used to spectacle, but the era of Rostropovich has no precedent, nor has it ever promised so much. For years the capital's music-lovers have felt ignored. The great performers of the world passed through for one-nighters somewhere en route between New York, Chicago, Los Angeles, Philadelphia, Boston and even downtown Cleveland. But with the opening of the Kennedy Center in 1971, enterprising managers began to book extended dates for the artists, and today Washington has become one of the obligatory stops for any major musician or musical group that goes on the road...
When the Princeton Tigers clawed their way into this area Friday afternoon, they encountered a bit of trouble. En route from their hotel in Somerville to the Stadium for a little pre-game practice, the Tigers went left when they should have gone right, and only a last-minute comeback by their bus driver saved the visitors from New Jersey from having to dine that evening in Sturbridge...