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Word: lifeless (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1980-1989
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Furthermore, there is no evidence that full randomization would have favorable results. One needs only to examine Yale's sorry system of boring, lifeless residential colleges. There is something to be said for the distinct character of Harvard's houses...

Author: By Philip P. Pan, | Title: What's the Rush? | 12/14/1989 | See Source »

Inside the house were more bodies: Fathers Amado Lopez and Juan Ramon Moreno, both Spaniards; Father Joaquin Lopez y Lopez, a Salvadoran; and the cook's 15-year-old daughter. By midday the bodies were still lying beneath the sun, and the potent stench of lifeless flesh, which I associate so closely with El Salvador, was already fouling their once peaceful place of refuge...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: In Cold Blood | 11/27/1989 | See Source »

...yuppies, who just might be able to fit a child into their Filofax schedules? Or the chain-smoking unmarrieds of the underclass, with lives of noisy desperation awaiting them like so many episodes of Married . . . With Children? In a society where childless can still be a near synonym for lifeless, are the "wrong" people having too many kids? Are there any right parents...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: Fetal Attraction | 11/6/1989 | See Source »

...lifeless reappearance raises a number of troubling questions. Murder? Bad. Suicide? Much better. In the good old days, the inconvenient matter could have been put on ice until the ship returned to its home port of Vladivostok, where the official party whitewash would have explained everything. Not now. The ship's captain understands the new realities: "The problem is the Americans. They will watch to see whether we conduct an open and forthright investigation...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: Murder At Sea | 7/3/1989 | See Source »

Madness descended. Motorcycle cops jumped curbs, machines roaring over the grass in a ballet of aimless panic. The crowd on the grassy knoll looked like it had been swept with a giant scythe. The street was empty, a stark, lifeless slab of concrete that smelled of disaster. Kennedy's motorcade had been chopped in two like a luckless centipede, the front end blown to God knew where, the rear end writhing and thrashing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Assassination | 11/28/1988 | See Source »

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