Word: gawked
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...fixtures as familiar as the leafletters and construction workers. Stationed at the T stop next to At of Town News, these black leather-clad youths with shaved heads and chains neatly part the otherwise amorphous crowd Steer clear, take a peek, then maybe chance another look, but don't gawk-everyone reacts the same way. Yet it doesn't take more than a few peeks to realize there's more to this crowd than roughness. The striking punks aren't trying to threaten--rather, their severe looks and loud music are a desperate effort to impress the hurried passersby...
...looking unamused, seemed to scrutinize more than enjoy the pop medley sung by Frank Sinatra and Perry Como. In all, said Britain's Guardian, "not exactly an exhilarating performance." When the Queen left promptly at 11, some of the famous Americans disobeyed orders and stood up, craning, to gawk...
...bazaar, over and around peanut vendors, bicycles, carts, dogs and cows to escape his nemesis, the decadent Kamal, played by Louis Jourdan. Moore is, of course, impeccably dressed. "It adds the bizarre to the bazaar," he notes, with an insouciant cock of the left eyebrow. "Who wouldn't gawk at an Englishman in a dinner jacket running down a street here with a six-bladed dagger sticking out of his chest?" Does Bond survive? "Oh, I have a heart of steel...
...black colors of Alex's little kingdom. Moored in the harbor's greenish-brown water in the moth-balled U.S.S. Constellation, cousin of Boson's Constitution, and a favorites among the hordes of tourists who swarm through the twin glass-enclosed pavilions every day in the slimmer. They gawk at the awkward old boat and munch on Alex's chicken...
Started in 1869, the Danbury State Fair had become an anachronism. It celebrated the farm at a time when farms hereabouts can be counted on two hands. But how people loved it: hundreds of thousands streamed through its gates every year to gawk at the livestock, ride the Ferris wheel and gorge on Italian submarine sandwiches and homemade pies. Finally, this stubborn outpost of rural sentiment could hold out no longer...