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Word: repeatability (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...narrative. The play ventures still further into abstraction. The woman assume poses and recount the experiences of women Pilgrims, slaves, or pioneers. Finally, the universality of women's struggle for individual and group pride culminates. The play concludes with all the women clasping hands. Facing the audience they repeat, "What held me like a magnet was death, what actually called to me was life...

Author: By Irit Kleiman, | Title: Poignant Tapestry of Voices | 10/14/1993 | See Source »

Although best seen after "Roger and Me," "Pets or Meat" will not go misunderstood by first-time viewers of Moore's work. The only escape from the dreariness of flint is Frankenmuth. The inhabitants of Flint repeat the word like a mantra. What is Frankenmuth, you may ask? Only the best restaurant around. The one place where cheery waitresses serve up delicious Bavarian chicken and Old World charm. In Flint, life is bad and getting worse, and chicken isn't the only thing you'll see eaten in this film. When the Bunny Lady, the woman who sold rabbits...

Author: By Caralee E. Caplan, | Title: Short Films With Teeth | 10/14/1993 | See Source »

...coming off a 3-0 loss at the hands of 24th-ranked Boston University Wednesday, but a win against Penn would get them back to .500 and could move them into fourth place in the Ancient Eight. Penn (0-2 Ivy) is seeking a repeat of last year's performance...

Author: By Daniel Roeser, | Title: M. Soccer Seeks Revenge Against Penn | 10/9/1993 | See Source »

That, however, was a year ago, and last night, history most certainly did not repeat itself...

Author: By John C. Ausiello, | Title: Huskies Humble M. Booters | 9/23/1993 | See Source »

Though things in Cambridge looked pretty much the same as last year, quite a bit had changed. Much to my father's chagrin, we couldn't repeat last year's successful race to be the first car in the Yard. Instead, I awoke in Albany, New York on that fateful Friday to sheets of rain outside. A leaky trunk and a bicycle strapped to the car, along with the prospect of sopping computers, books, and clothes when I moved in, pretty much ruined the day. By the time I arrived and was sentenced to Jordan, I barely flinched...

Author: By John E. Stafford, | Title: A Dubious Welcome--to the Quad | 9/20/1993 | See Source »

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