Word: reared
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...received a call from a Cambridge resident who said her motor vehicle had been struck from behind while sitting at a traffic light on Mass. Ave. The victim was stuck in traffic when she was rear-ended by a Honda Accord. The operator then exited the vehicle and struck the car that she had just hit on the window with her fist while yelling at the victim to get out of the car so she could break her face. The victim then fled the scene. She said she thought the suspect had followed her home from work in Waltham...
...resident of Cambridge reported to CPD that while driving his motor vehicle down Brookline Street, near Franklin Street, he thought he heard gunshots and seconds later, his rear window was shattered...
...fanny width in the way those templates that some airlines put on airport X-ray machines weed out carry-on bags that won't fit under the seat or in the overhead rack? Probably not. It's more likely that ticket takers are trained to eyeball patrons from the rear, in a swift and nonthreatening manner, and give the extra-large-approaching signal (maybe a quick puffing out of the cheeks) to an usher, who then asks, with a helpful look and no smile at all, "Could I interest you in something in the full-cut section...
...Boogie explains, "These two ladies are gonna join you in line. Okay?" We nod our assent. "Okay," Boogie confirms. Boogie has a bad case of wandering hands. While he stands and chats with his friends, he massages Delia's rear. She doesn't object. Boogie buries his head in Delia's inviting locks. "Ooooh baby," he moans, "you've got a nice weave." Tatyana roars in amusement. Delia is not pleased...
...rear of the stage, a strange mix of various percussion instruments grew and changed throughout the night. In the hands of Jeffrey Haynes, everything from a steel pan to congas added tastes of Africa and the Caribbean at will, and he masterfully integrated his beats with sometimes-jazz, sometimes-folk, sometimes-blues tones around him. Even with a drummer and percussionist playing simultaneously, the sounds were never muddled and Wilson's voice was never muscled into the background...