Word: paunch
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Fleming looks successful, with his tanned face, prematurely grey hair and slight paunch--like a rising executive or liberal politician on the make. He seems to be the kind of man who prizes his independence--who would rather interview Mae West on his own than cover a presidential campaign for Newsweek--and he says he doesn't miss being in the thick of things. "Well, occasionally I feel a pang," he admits. "When I heard about Patty Hearst being busted, I thought, son of a bitch, I'd sure like to get my hands on her, you know, for four...
...early novel seems positively pastoral. Two seedy stumblebums named Mercier and Camier, forerunners of Estragon and Vladimir in Godot, set out on a mysterious journey through vaguely Irish scenery. Mercier is "a big bony hank with a beard," and Camier has a "red face, scant hair, four chins, protruding paunch, bandy legs, beady pig eyes." Naturally their amblings attract attention. A policeman who sees them warns: "This is a sidewalk, not a circus ring...
...ball game, all intent upon the game, gives us a sneaky opportunity to examine the varieties of humanity without the danger of being observed. The snapshot style of photography is harshly unforgiving--its picture of humanity reveals all the tedious banality of everyday man. Every wrinkle, every paunch and every over-made-up face is starkly immortalized. When the snapshot does confront its subject, its look is electric. The nakedness with which people's eyes reveal their often distasteful natures comes as a shock to the viewer. Herein lies one of snapshot photography's greatest pitfalls, however. At its best...
...Parent, six weeks short of 30, hardly looks like the kind of man around whom such an up heaval could swirl, let alone the kind who would voluntarily face up to a smashing slap shot. He sports a closely trimmed mustache, graying hair and just the hint of a paunch on his 5-ft. 10-in., 195-lb. frame. He has a smooth, unscarred face despite his 18 warring years in the net. (The masks he has worn for the past 14 years have absorbed 30 direct hits.) And he has none of the swagger that might be expected from...
With 100 little winks, grimaces and ha-has, Slocum describes (and mercilessly redescribes) himself and his life in a flat pattern of total recall. He is a reasonably handsome man in his 40s -wavy hair that is thinning, a paunch that is growing. In the office he is "cordial and considerate to just about everybody." He has "this wretched habit" of acquiring the characteristics of the last person he has been talking to-a stutter, a tic, even a limp...