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Word: heard (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...woman, he had a few days' stubble on his face. And then, at 3:30 p.m. on July 23, caretaker Fernando Carreira and his wife came by to check on the houseboat. They noticed that the wrong lock was secured, and Carreira drew his gun. He then heard a shot, ran out and, while watching the door, eventually got his son to call the police. They descended in force, complete with tear-gas-launching SWAT teams. Bullhorns brayed, "Andrew, come out, the whole world is watching!" By then, he probably couldn't hear the message. His body lay lifeless...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES | 8/4/1997 | See Source »

...appears to have reached another crossroads in its relatively young history. Its players are certainly capable of vibrant, intense performances: this reviewer heard Bernard Haitnik dispel their complacency only a few years ago in the same Tanglewood Music Shed. Such revelations, however, come far too infrequently. Under Munch, Monteux, and Leinsdorf, such revelations came weekly...

Author: By Daniel Altman, | Title: Pianist Shines in Mediocre BSO Performance | 8/1/1997 | See Source »

...Wall Street Journal?" he said, with a wry, slightly embarrassed smile. "Never heard...

Author: By Chana R. Schoenberger, | Title: The Ivy League Wow-Effect | 8/1/1997 | See Source »

Suddenly, I had this overwhelming feeling of deja vu. Where had I heard this sequence before? What other personal information had the power to make someone feel sheepish, even inferior...

Author: By Chana R. Schoenberger, | Title: The Ivy League Wow-Effect | 8/1/1997 | See Source »

...first day, I was handed a walkie-talkie and led to the air conditioner. My instructions were to turn it off when I heard "Rolling" on the walkie and to turn it back on when I heard "Cut." My air conditioner those first weeks was a bright blue 60 tonner, the first of the many whose tonnage, idiosyncrasies and routes of their air hoses I would come to know and respect. And so there I was my first day, in a sliver of overgrown land between the warehouse and a meat packing plant from which an ominous stench poured forth...

Author: By Sarah Jacoby, | Title: There's No Place Like Home | 8/1/1997 | See Source »

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