Word: ladened
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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Except in her music. Her first album, Toni Braxton, produced by R.-and-B. hitmakers Antonio ("L.A.") Reid and Kenny ("Babyface") Edmonds, swam against the tide. While other R.-and-B. singers were getting louder, brasher, naughtier, Braxton's songs were slower, heavier, laden with emotion. And they had an attitude. Her first hit, Love Shoulda Brought You Home, admonished a man who had been staying out too late; the song Best Friend (which Braxton co-wrote) is a barbed note to a boyfriend who had an affair with his lover's best friend...
Draped in embroidered cloth, laden with candles, redolent with roses and incense, the altar at the Santa Fe, New Mexico, home of Eetla Soracco seems an unlikely site for cutting-edge medical research. Yet every day for 10 weeks, ending last October, Soracco spent an hour or more there as part of a controlled study in the treatment of AIDS. Her assignment: to pray for five seriously ill patients in San Francisco...
Cezanne's sublimation produces not flesh but a kind of architecture. Yet this architecture is incontrovertible. Its scale is increased by the overarching trees, which supply a Gothic vault, and by the high, cloud-laden sky. And the final effect is one of exhilaration at the sight of the old man in his last year of life winning from his turmoil an equilibrium that was truly classical, and yet hiding so little of the inner compulsions that drove its making...
Because so few students were graduating in June 1946, the tradition-laden Commencement Week program was significantly pared down. The graduating seniors and those students graduating late from earlier classes left Harvard without formalities such as Class Day and a baccalaureate service. Even the class' first marshal was not present at Commencement that year; his naval tour of duty was not yet complete...
Back in the early 1990s, when Russia's Communists seemed to be fading into irrelevance, Gennadi Zyuganov used to visit an apartment overlooking Pushkin Square in Moscow, his arms laden with pastries and other delicacies baked by his wife. The apartment belonged to Alexander Prokhanov, a virulently nationalistic newspaper editor, and the occasion was an unlikely gathering of politicians, generals and intellectuals from the far right and far left of Russia's ideological spectrum. With little in common save a shared conviction that Boris Yeltsin was destroying the motherland, the members of Prokhanov's salon would practice running the country...