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...wasn't looking for decapitation, no just for my Capital. Capitol? Well, however you spell it it still means that great grey domed building at the top of the Isthmus, rising above the two lakes of Madison like a gibbous moon. Atop the dome is good old Lady liberty, cast in some goldish material, pointing a languid arm over yonder East--that is, towards us and the rest of the Atlantic Coast folk, governmental and non. So I hiked up the snowy blocks of State Street, my black chair under my arm, and into the capitol...

Author: By John P. Thompson, | Title: Cheesy Politics | 1/22/1990 | See Source »

...raucous clamor is soon followed by the rising of the sun. It comes up quickly on the southern continent, since it is so close to the equator. Under the dense canopy of rainforest, it is hardly noticed--just a gradual lifting of the grey understorey dimness...

Author: By Lisa A. Taggart, | Title: Creatures From the Land Down Under | 1/22/1990 | See Source »

...collected rain and dew off the roof of the building to drink and bathed every other day in water from a little stream close to the camp. Clumpy, grey porridge was the standard for breakfast, which we quickly learned to dread. In the morning we attended lectures in the bush, while the afternoons were free for personal research...

Author: By Lisa A. Taggart, | Title: Creatures From the Land Down Under | 1/22/1990 | See Source »

...grey dull Christmas Eve day; the lights are showing on the cars so it will soon be dark. It's light enough for me to see the wee birds in the garden devouring bread. I've given the dogs, goats and hens their din-dins so they are all replete. Frances and I went X-mas shoppping in Kirkcaldy yesterday, not without its being fraught with danger and adrenalin inducing moments...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Letters from a Friend | 1/22/1990 | See Source »

...performance is set on a dismal, grey landscape--a path on the mudflats of the Swartops river. Boesman and Lena have nothing but what they carry on their backs, and what they carry is "white man's rubbish"--pieces of metal to make a shack for the night, a rusty barrel, a few dirty blankets and two wooden crates...

Author: By Liza M. Velazquez, | Title: A World Apart | 12/1/1989 | See Source »

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