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Word: gotta (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1980-1989
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...work." Frightened, the woman clutches her bag under her arm like a football and quickens her pace. Demar follows for a few steps before giving up. "My God, it's just awful," the woman says afterward. Demar offers no apologies, explaining with a slur, "You gotta get their attention...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Can You Spare a Dime - for Bail? | 1/11/1988 | See Source »

...onward, running north on I-95. Hit the road on Saturday night, gotta be there by Tuesday. No time to dally. The Florida Keys stretch of U.S. 1, a two-lane drag strip, is already behind. Ahead, forever, lies the East Coast of the United States of America. Interstate...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: A Separate Reality on I-95 | 11/30/1987 | See Source »

...life a thing apart," wrote Byron in Don Juan; " 'Tis woman's whole existence." Dan's fling is of Dan's marriage a thing apart. He can shrug off the sentiment as he showers off the sweat. No love for Alex, no guilt toward Beth. Thanks, hon, gotta run. After all, as he tells Alex, he's happily married; he has a six-year-old girl; "I'm lucky." When Alex pops the question -- "So what are you doing here?" -- he figures he can squirm out of it. But Dan has underestimated her fatal attraction to him. Before he leaves...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Killer! Fatal Attraction strikes gold as a parable of sexual guilt | 11/16/1987 | See Source »

SOME self-proclaimed baseball afficionados (the effete ones in my book) say that one should appreciate the game for good play and beauty in the abstract--and the rooting might even get in the way of a higher, detached understanding. Bullbleep. Ya gotta root. (I cannot, for example, believe that my erstwhile colleague, National League prexy Bart Giamatti late of Harvard's great rival to the South, doesn't still pull for his beloved Red Sox, even though his present post demands an appearance of august impartiality within his new Leaue, and crusading zeal against his old favorites...

Author: By Stephen J. Gould, | Title: On Rooting | 10/26/1987 | See Source »

What? Oh, I didn't do much. I went home to Puquana, North Dakota, and, uh, well, gotta go--good to see you, let's do lunch sometime, okay...

Author: By Sophia A. Van wingerden, | Title: How I Didn't Spend My Summer Vacation | 9/25/1987 | See Source »

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