Word: malling
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Nonetheless, serious questions remain. Though Japanese cities already have underground shopping malls and parking garages, their depth and size have been strictly limited by law. The reason: a devastating fire in an underground shopping mall in Shizuoka that killed 15 people in 1980. Subterranean structures are resistant to earthquakes and water leaks but generally vulnerable to fire and smoke. Architects believe they can beat the problem with sophisticated sensor systems to warn of fires and temporary shelters in which the inside air pressure is kept slightly higher than normal to repel smoke...
...billion Trump City, "a concept that is going to be spectacular." It would feature a 150-story building, the world's tallest ("The city of New York should have the world's tallest building"), plus 7,600 luxury apartments in a dozen skyscrapers, a huge shopping mall, a 9,000-car underground-parking garage, a nine-acre riverfront park and various odds and ends...
...obviously fake black (other colors--like pink and purple--will be considered in the ugly affectations category), all looks that are fairly acceptable and presentable, but so noticeable and well, strange, that they still have not been standardized. But give it a few years...coming soon to a shopping mall near...
...kind of sincerity that's giving me listening fatigue is the canned, planned type that sells albums because of the mistaken notion that it's selling soul. These days everyone from suburban mall kids to pseudo-intellectuals on campus are buying rock records and going to concerts seeking a genuine emotional experience when what they are really receiving is one that's once removed. Rock 'n roll these days is similar to the concept behind stonewashed jeans (the most trite and absurd and tacky of recent fashion statements). It's a way for people to buy a look of wear...
THERE wasn't even a mall; I wondered what The Suburban News wrote about. The boyfriend finally gave me the hot tip for the evening, and ten minutes later I was cruising the aisles in the Atlantic Supermarket. At the pamphlet rack I thumbed through leaf-lets on how to be a computer technician, how to raise birds and why Roger Staubach buys National Home insurance. I read through "Suburban Help Wanted" (Vol. XI, published in Burlington, MA). I browsed the bulletin board ads and even considered calling the Reading Barbershop Quartet and asking them to sing to me over...