Word: heap
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...sending pedestrians scurrying for protection. Dozens took shelter at La Tienda Amigo, a retail mart near the bridge to Matamoros, Mexico, across the Rio Grande. Downpour turned to deluge, dumping two inches of rain in 30 minutes -- apparently enough to collapse the structure housing the store into a murderous heap of concrete and metal. Dozens of people were crushed or trapped in the rubble. One wall tumbled outward, killing a woman sitting in a car parked in front of the store. Anthony Padilla, a photographer for the Brownsville Herald, witnessed the scene from across the street. "The entire storefront...
First it disrupts the domestic routine, as eggshells and quartered-orange peels are painstakingly transported from city to country to compost heap. Everything must be saved for that site: last year's annuals, the top of the lawn, wayward bits of hedge, all the archaeology of the planting season. Then the catalogs begin to multiply; one nursery carries more than 1,000 varieties of geraniums; another's pages read like a gothic romance. Since all addictions have organizations, the invitations start arriving to join the clubs. There are hundreds of groups for roses alone, not to mention the American Bamboo...
...Chris Ortiz) from a table away. "That's a sickness. That's a trap. There is no measure. Only greed." Roma embodies greed and manipulation. He pulls his boss, John Williamson (John Zedd), over here, shoves James Lingk over there, and pretty soon he's on top of the heap. Richard Roma and his merciless machinations are impressively executed, almost worth the whiplash...
...divine that sex was the apple that lured Jimmy Swaggart from his cushy Eden atop the garbage heap of televangelists. After all, Swaggart not only called his fellow philanderer Jim Bakker a cancer, but he also led the battle to coerce convenience stores into removing Playboy and Penthouse from their shelves...
Once Kelly went on a buying trip to an obscure Massachusetts book shop, owned by an old lady who operated out of her garage. The woman's books were piled there in a heap, like they had been dumped from a truck, Kelly says. When a specimen was needed from the top, its owner would gather her skirts in one hand and scale up the sliding slope with the other to collect it. Coming down, the practical woman simply slid. "I was so stunned," Kelly says. "No matter where you go in the English-speaking world, you can find books...