Word: reads
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...Avenue when the streelight said 'walk,' and to sit in the street when it said 'don't walk.' Laage and a friend made each other wear signs at all times for a week except when sleeping or in the shower, in the interest of truth and suffering. Laage's read "I am a pimply-faced boy," while his friend's read "I am a windbag at both ends...
...closed to the press. Mrs. Gorbachev took her hand, pulled her alongside and said there was nothing wrong with having an American reporter in - the room. "The American and Soviet press should work together to build peace," she said. The Soviet First Lady reported that she received TIME and read it regularly. Mrs. Gorbachev is not only a reader but now also a published contributor. When she learned the magazine was preparing a story on Soviet women, she sent the editors a letter on the subject, which is printed in this issue...
Even more respected than the union leaders in those days were the lectores, or readers. Cigar workers contributed 25 cents a week to pay these so-called princes of the factories to read to them while they worked. Perched on a platform high above the cigar rollers, the lector (who earned the then exorbitant salary of $80 a week) would usually spend two hours in the morning reading newspapers and periodicals. After a hearty lunch, he would resume in the afternoon with the classics. The works of Victor Hugo, Cervantes, Emile Zola, Nathaniel Hawthorne and Shakespeare were all eagerly absorbed...
...Senator Lowell Weicker, who was traveling with Reagan on Air Force One. While saying he would wait for the McKay report before suggesting Meese should resign, Weicker snorted, "I've been battling the son of a bitch ever since he became Attorney General. I don't like him." Meese read the lines and chuckled. "I've known Lowell for 35 years," he said. "I went to college with him ((at Yale)). He hasn't changed...
...town. "That's when my claustrophobia and fear of abandonment began," Capote said. "She locked me in and I still can't get out." Much of his character -- he played the endearing, clever child till late in life and spoke in a high, childish voice -- can be read as a vain attempt to please his mother so much that she would not leave him again, in the hotel room or with his cousins...