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Word: mined (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...bargain $110 per person, including hotels, meals and guides for a week, groups of 40 tourists will gambol through mechanized mine shafts, mephitic chemical plants and the computer-guided rollers of Krupp's behemoth steel mill in Essen. Lest romance wilt amid the furnaces, adventurers will be whisked away for interludes at centuries-old castles above the once-green valley. Club Med officials hardly need run scared. Still, some 5,000 tourists have signed up to see the Ruhr...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The World: Club Ruhr | 3/7/1977 | See Source »

...didn't mind that. I didn't mind what she called me, what anybody called me. But this was the room I had to live in. It was all I had in the way of a home. In it was everything that was mine, that had any association for me, any past, anything that took the place of a family...

Author: By Mark T. Whitaker, | Title: Dyspepsia and Dark Alleys | 3/5/1977 | See Source »

...shorter than the first act. For another the numbers are much catchier. The music by Paris K.C. Barklay is peppy, sweet and unashamedly derivative. One nice number called "Heaven Would Be Hell Without You" has phrases astonishingly like Jerome Kern's "Can't Help Loving That Man of Mine," and Leonard Bernstein could claim at least a one per cent royalty. But the best music is Barklay's own and sprightly. The lyrics rise and dip, more to Appalachian than Olympic heights and similarly on the downward scale. The choreography is mostly precise and beautifully executed, especially a magnificent number...

Author: By Peter Kaplan, | Title: A Canine in a Cummerbund | 2/28/1977 | See Source »

...have had my whiskers and moustaches as full of alkali dust that you'd have thought I worked in a starch factory and boarded in a flour barrel." Twain might have been less than joyous about the whole affair; he once said that "all private letters of mine make my flesh creep when I see them again after a lapse of years...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People, Feb. 28, 1977 | 2/28/1977 | See Source »

...comparison. She was The Queen Bee, the dream of very press photographer. And now here I was rising above the multitude of lenses to claim my prize. Almost instantaneously I straddled the fenders and lay prostrate on the firm hood of that convertible '58 Lincoln Continental. The picture was mine...

Author: By David Melody, | Title: Notes From A Photographer's Journal | 2/25/1977 | See Source »

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