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Solid fullback play brought Quincy its 2-1 victory over Lowell in soccer. Half-back Bob Rock scored first for Quincy on a loft shot from midfield that cleared the upreached hands of the Lowell goalie. Hammy Clark tied the score for Lowell before the half, but Rich Conkling provided the winning score in the third period...
...stoned. I really didn't know what drugs were all about then, but I took them and waited about two hours and I couldn't feel very much. Then I walked over to one of the school buildings and the same cat was up in a loft blowing grass. I didn't know what that was then either. I thought it was like heroin. I thought it was really bad. This chick who was a friend of his said, "Why don't you come up and smoke some?" So I went up there and started smoking...
There is little spare money at Blood, which is located in a loft on what must be one of the most apocalyptically dark streets in the world. The playhouse is bare and chilly, but if Blood can get an audience to come in and warm the place up, it might yet develop its blossoming sickness into a grossly wonderful malignancy...
...Francisco every Thursday evening, several dozen people gather inside a dilapidated loft building, doff some of their clothing and begin a strangely primitive ritual. Joining hands, they wind around the room in a silent processional. Or they playfully hold one another aloft. Or they scurry, like lab animals, through a huge plastic maze. Rites of an oddball religious cult? High jinks by residents of nearby Haight-Asbury? Not at all. These outlandish ceremonies are actually "myths" performed with audience participation by Ann Halprin's avant-garde Dancers' Workshop...
...Hello." This tiny guy who looked like Little Lord Fountleroy with long, long string blond hair smiled at me as I sat on the tacky Formica table in the loft at Vogue Magazine. The guy turned out to be Richard Goldstein, erstwhile reviewer of the Village Voice, the guy who thought Sergeant Pepper sucked. He was, it turned out, one of the three or four sane people at that particular gathering. We were talking about the Street Choir, who were playing for a ridiculously heterogeneous audience of musicians, reviewers, recording executives in sharkskin suits with greasy skins, and Albert Grossman...