Word: gaspeing
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...Remember to breathe!" shouts Dee Trayers, as the people in her class turn scarlet from the effort. A great gasp goes up. They had, indeed, forgotten to breathe. Still glowing, they head for a juice break. Deprivation seems to produce a high level of camaraderie; many people can spend half an hour eagerly discussing the best way to enjoy drinking one-quarter cup of tomato juice...
...technique of not gluing the lining to the underside of the fabric. The result, an epiphany of choreographed rumple, was like cutting the buckles and taking the stuffing from a straitjacket. Citizens out for a stroll down a sunny American boulevard, or cabbing to a cocktail party, or even (gasp!) commuting to their office, looked like first-class cruise passengers who had just unpacked for a walk around the deck. The look was liberating for some; for others, it resembled the prize exhibit in a dry cleaners' museum of horrors. Recalls Fred Pressman, president of Barney...
...heralded not with a bang but with a burst of light. The 35,000 baseball fans in Tiger Stadium watching a game gasp in unison at the preternatural dazzle. The people in the stands who face the fireball are blinded by it. An instant later they and the rest of the crowd are on fire. But the pain ends quickly: the explosion's blast wave, like a super-hardened wall of air moving faster than sound, crushes the stands and the spectators into a heap of rubble...
...Theater toward her two-time former husband Richard Burton, 56. Burton, who was giving a reading from Dylan Thomas, cooed back: "Say it again, my petal. Say it again." The lady complied, and lo, with all the eye-rolling gaucherie of a Groucho Marx-Margaret Dumont coupling, LizanDick were, gasp, together again. She was in London for the West End run of her Broadway hit The Little Foxes. At a lavish 50th birthday party thrown in her honor at a Mayfair nightclub, the pair toasted each other with champagne and by evening's end were dancing cheek to cheek...
...passer-by steered him to the Union Rescue Mission. A year later London is still there, receiving meals, a bed in an eight-man dormitory room and an $8 weekly allowance. He plans to stay. He has given up hope of finding a job. He made one last-gasp effort in June, touring every car dealership in Los Angeles. "The business has changed," he says, "and I do not see how it is ever going to pick...