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...female of one encounter can be the active partner of the next. Says Crews: "We are now trying to determine whether this malelike behavior facilitates reproductive function." Translation: the psychobiologist does not yet know why the females mock the male-female behavior of related two-sex species. The eggs hatch with or without the lesbian courtship...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sexes: Leapin' Lizards! | 2/18/1980 | See Source »

There are still dissidents on the roof. You should not open the hatch...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: You Could Die Here | 12/3/1979 | See Source »

Finally it was the Marines who led the way up the stairs to the hatch. The first Marine opened the hatch and stuck his head out into the darkness. He had no way of knowing what might be waiting for him out there on the roof. It had gotten quiet; the shooting had stopped, the hammering and pounding had stopped. But it could well have been a trap. We didn't know. The only thing we had going for us was the darkness itself, and I guess the fires too. That must have been what drove the rioters away...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: You Could Die Here | 12/3/1979 | See Source »

With the Marines standing guard over the hatch, two groups of women went out onto the roof, then some men, then some more women. A burst of fresh air suddenly hit me; very cold, very fresh. There was a strange glow around the edges of the roof from the fire that was consuming the building beneath us. The Marines warned us in whispers: "Stay down! Stay down!" They could not be sure there were not still rioters somewhere on the roof...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Nation: You Could Die Here | 12/3/1979 | See Source »

...store steak restaurants dangling off the side, was the journey's nadir. Planted in the middle of nowhere--away from the mountains, on the edge of the desert--its only excuse was the conflation of the Gunnison and Colorado Rivers. Like my automobile, the town itself is an escape hatch. Nothing strange penetrates past the jacked-up cars in which everyone cruises...

Author: By Thomas M. Levenson, | Title: The Land Presses In | 11/26/1979 | See Source »

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