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...skill contests left. It's driving me nuts," she says. Most of what Mrs. Haley wins she sells at half price to her Florida neighbors or gives away to her relatives. To get rid of the surplus she also advertises in the Clearwater Sun and in the local Laundromat. Toward the end of every year she hoards the loot in anticipation of inflated prices as the holidays approach. Occasionally the bargaining is tense, as it was last Christmas when she unloaded two microwave ovens and a camera for nearly $1,000. "The first thing people...
Even as far east as Illinois, where there were some heavy rains last week, wells are going dry. In Virginia, Ill. (pop. 1,800), the town reservoir has only a 30-day supply of water left. Lee Reynolds shut down his car wash. The local Laundromat was about to close-but it burned down first. Water is so scarce in many South Dakota towns, like Toronto (pop. 200), that assembly of a rescue "rain train" of 100 tank cars carrying 20,000 gallons each from the Missouri River is under consideration. Toronto's Lutheran pastor, the Rev. Daniel Chell...
...rock salt to melt ice, but elderly women found a substitute to steady their steps on sidewalks: a scattering of kitty litter. In Aston Township, Pa., Ned Oppelt, 24, decided that it was too cold to risk a long walk home from a party, crawled into a Laundromat's king-sized clothes dryer-still cozy and warm from the day's tumbling -and slept the night through. Fortunately, no early arrival slammed the door or turned on the heat...
...Singer Island, Fla., sleepy summers at his mother's house in upstate New York, side trips to Europe and Nassau, and an endless supply of booze and accommodating young women. Still, he insists, "my life-style of lugging my own soiled sweat shirts and skivvies to the laundromat and lunching on cheeseburgers and draft beer had altered not a whit...
...trees still whisper in the chill wind, and the delicate tracks of deer fleck the snow. Yet the primeval peace is reguarly broken now by the roar of a silver Porsche gunning out of the camp gate onto Big Moose Road, heading for the Food Town market or the Laundromat two miles away. These are 20th century Indians, fired by the militancy that prompted the occupations of Alcatraz in 1969 and Wounded Knee in 1973. They ride in cars toward their encounters with the white man. Their warriors are lawyers, who fight with manifestoes and 200-year-old treaties...