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...medallion form the Taxi Commission, it's a gypsie cab. A hundred newspaper headlines fire the peculiar sort of panic that only the truly paranoid feel. The visions of being driven to some out-of-the-way alley, held up and perhaps shot by this mysterious driver, flash by in an instant. You clutch your wallet, tell him no thanks, you'll wait for the bus, and watch him smile the rueful smile of an honest man. The drunks coming out of the bar snicker at your blind fear, and nod at the cabbie, who walks away shaking his head...

Author: By Francis J. Connolly, | Title: The End of the Line | 7/7/1978 | See Source »

...FACE was perfect: the manic popeyes gleaming out from the chubby idiot-mask, the lunatic grin flashing defiance at the hundreds of policemen who had spent over a year pursuing him. It was a knowing grin. David R. Berkowitz, popularly known as the Son of Sam, was--as the New York Post's predictably tasteless blood-red headline proclaimed--Caught!, but he hardly looked like a man who was ready to pay for his sins. Berkowitz seemed instead to realize that he was about to become the biggest media sensation of a hot and stickily depressing summer--John Travolta with...

Author: By Francis J. Connolly, | Title: Making a Killing | 6/26/1978 | See Source »

After Susan Sontag's intricate cerebrations on photography, Maude Pratt's observations seem like flash cubes going off at Disney World. "Photography lied and mistook light for fact." "Ubiquity -that's what photography's all about. Locomotion. Not thought-action." And, "I began to doubt that photography was an art. It was a way of life, the best vocation for a single gal to get out and meet people, find a husband, make a few bucks. 'I want to be a photographer' was a plea for love...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Double Exposures | 6/5/1978 | See Source »

...society's thankless foot soldier, engaged in countless small battles to preserve the family's besieged traditions and values. Despite her lightness and the overcuteness of her titles (I Lost Everything in the Post-Natal Depression, The Grass Is Always Greener over the Septic Tank), she can flash genuine annoyance at the many cons directed at her harried legions...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: She-Wits and Funny Persons | 5/29/1978 | See Source »

Before each race (there are 12 each evening), attendants parade the dogs in front of the crowds. For those inside the stadium, color televisions flash the entire race as well as video replays of key moments. Sitting in Wonderland's Clubhouse restaurant, you can view the whole proceeding in the comfort of the second-floor, air-conditioned dining room. At the entrance to the restaurant sits a big, china greyhound surrounded by horns of plenty...

Author: By Mary G. Gotschall, | Title: Going to the Dogs | 5/22/1978 | See Source »

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