Word: mirrored
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...kids are. When she finally left me I blamed the body. Took him into town and cut off all his hair. Left his head barren as the floor of the Mojave. Whole time in the chair the boy didn't say a word. Even admired himself in the double mirror afterwards, stuck out his chin like a cowboy star. When I finished he took a piece of Bazooka Joe from the mason jar, popped it in his mouth, and stabbed me with his fishing knife. Had a right, of course. Been my father, I'd gone for the jugular...
...characters are exaggerated enough so that no one can possibly confuse their essential nature. The housekeeper is constantly seen staring at a mirror, applying makeup to her bloated face, and combing her hair. She doesn't seem trustworthy, and her attempt to place the independent Natty into an orphanage is no surprise...
...Telegraph, plan to occupy larger offices and computerized plants in east London's docklands area beginning next year. Murdoch, who also owns the Times, had hoped to move his Sun and News of the World there this fall, but union intransigence delayed the plans. Robert Maxwell, head of the Mirror Group of newspapers, has been more persuasive. After threatening to shut down his papers, Maxwell announced that the unions had agreed to lay off one-third of his newspaper group's 6,000 staffers. All eyes now are on Eddie Shah, a feisty publisher of newspapers in northern England...
...vote to balance the budget within five years or face automatic cuts. "What % this bill does is put the fat in the fire," declared Gramm. "It forces decisions." Senator J. Bennett Johnston of Louisiana, however, likened Congressmen voting for the bill to "the person who writes on the bathroom mirror in lipstick, 'Stop me before I kill again...
There was no denying it. Peering into the mirror, lamenting the havok sleep wreaked on a delicate head of hair, I discovered that my hairline had moved. I grabbed the sink for support, and ran my hand back from my forehead, flattening the reed-like protrusions that stood in disarray. "We had a little fun while you were asleep," they seemed to say, but I wasn't concerned with them anymore. It was their dead comrades, fallen in the night, which elicited not concern, but utter horror...