Word: lifelessly
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...that's changing. With the help of some fancy new prosthetics, a cutting-edge subset of veterinary surgeons is learning how to transform lifeless pieces of metal and plastic into working feet, legs, tails, and even (nonworking) dog testicles. The animals regain the ability to live like healthy creatures, something the surgeons find rewarding enough. More important, what the doctors learn as they put the critters back together could help the medical community work similar magic on humans. That's progress that couldn't come at a better time. There are currently about 1.9 million amputees living...
...medicine. It has worked out well for many; the CEO of one of our larger HMOs took home over a billion dollars last year. These people know they can slice up and squeeze the money out of the doctor-patient relationship only if it's reduced to a lifeless, mechanical emulation - an algorithm. But it's more complex and beautiful than those without feeling and judgment can know, and sometimes, like in Tim's case, it's simpler...
...lifeless Harvard lineup did little to respond, managing only seven hits and registering only three at-bats in five of the nine innings...
...fuck-you pretension that marked her past two discs, but the sound is ultimately too polished to pull it off. Sure, overproduced music can be fun, but it has to full-throatedly embrace that spirit of plasticity. Lavigne has abandoned her formerly rambunctious ‘tude for something lifeless and much less dynamic. Transformation has often made for interesting pop stars. Christina Aguilera’s metamorphosis from “Genie in a Bottle” pop-schlock to “Xtina: Warrior Princess” resuscitated her career. Recently, Lavigne has been documented in the press...
...still nudged open, and a gun came into view, then a man. Violand dove under a desk as Cho began systematically shooting people, almost in rhythm, taking his time. "After every shot I thought, 'O.K., the next one is me,'" Violand said, so he made himself lie perfectly still, lifeless. "Sometimes after a shot I would hear a quick moan, or a slow one, or a grunt, or a quiet, reserved yell from one of the girls. After some time--I couldn't tell you if it was five minutes or an hour--he left. The room was silent except...