Word: heatedly
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...name "Fire and Ice" springs not from the famous Robert Frost poem but from the contrast between the heat of the grill-which can reach temperatures of up to 450 degrees Farenheit-and the chilled drinks offered...
...with CHELSEA--wearing a T shirt given to him by a 16-year-old Israeli boy who's terminally ill--and fitting in a little golfing, Clinton used much of the time for that great solitary pursuit, reading. He delved into Snow in August by Pete Hamill and The Heat Is On by Ross Gelbspan, while Hillary read best seller The Perfect Storm by Sebastian Junger. And after all that, there was still time to admire the "very lovely sculpture" that Toiv announced Hillary got Bill for his birthday. Sometimes a vacation is just a vacation...
...During the whole of a dull, dark and soundless day in the autumn of the year, when the clouds hung oppressively low in the heavens..." Tell me, what author could help making that type of writing part of his or her own work? Of course, "like a rocket, the heat tore down her fingertips" may not be as poetic as Poe's words, but the principle is the same. THOM KERR Englewood, Colo...
This is not the sad by-product of war but the miserable result of chronic mismanagement, atrocious policies and three years of terrible luck. Catastrophic flooding over the past two summers swept the Stalinist hermit state to the edge of famine. Now the unending drought and extraordinary heat of 1997 have brought the real thing. Cornfields--at least the ones outsiders can see--are filled with stunted, shriveled plants. Paddy fields that should be blooming are sere and brown. Land normally planted lies barren; hillsides have been stripped of anything edible...
...hard to say, precisely. Even after a day spent visiting the various tribes at the event--the pyromaniac camp, the rave camp, the wind-surfers camp, the rainbow camp--and then standing before the terrible heat of the very big fire of the neon-lit man, the answer is not any easier to articulate. Harvey, in the sly coyote logic of a true desert mystic, puts it this way: "If we didn't burn it, we wouldn't be able to burn it again next year...