Word: fruits
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...requirement is an aggravation not because it demands exercise but because it requires adherence to a group of rules which are inconvenient and annoying. It represents the same kind of paternalism as compulsory chapel and censorship, and the fruit of that singular reasoning which believes that everything right about the College is the result and justification of the things that are wrong...
...concern for peace. Wearing his customary sunglasses, pitji (pillbox hat) and rows of ribbons, fun-loving President Sukarno-who, during the recent Belgrade conference of neutralists, had spent many of his off-duty hours cavorting in a nightclub called the Snakepit-answered that he hoped their talks would "bear fruit...
...high heels, how to make artistic canapes, and how to argue with the butcher for a good cut of meat. Some students are fascinated with mixing food and drink, put together duodenum-rending concoctions. One teacher spent half an hour dissuading a determined student from combining sausages and fruit salad as a main course. Students even conquer the art of small talk, are taught to stifle the impulse to ask other wives their age or their husbands' income...
...resorting to gimmicks to entice passengers into their empty cabins. Into New York Harbor last week cruised the Queen Mary with a novel come-on: 20 slot machines set up in the first-and cabin-class smoking rooms and the tourist lounge. All the way across the Atlantic, the "fruit machines" (as the Cunard Line labeled the one-armed bandits) did a brisk business. "The slot-machine area was the busiest place on the boat, busier even than the bar," reported Passenger Stanton Griffis, former U.S. Ambassador to Spain and Poland. "You couldn't fight your way to them...
...sailplane enthusiast, the best things in life are a cramped cockpit, a long slender wing, a stout updraft, and unending miles of sky. Given these things, plus ice to suck and fruit to munch, he will soar hawklike for hours on invisible fountains of air, wrapped in a silence so absolute that he can hear the faint whistle of a train passing below. Last week, in the 28th annual national soaring championships at Wichita's municipal airport, the pick of the U.S.'s 2,500 sailplane pilots were living the good life high above the Kansas plains...