Word: sanding
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...even had a few glimpses of the agony bred by the daily combination of expectation and reality on the golf course. Once, my friend grew so enraged at not being able to get his ball out of a sand trap on successive shots that he picked it up with his mouth and dropped it onto the green...
...country, it seems, is awash with drugs. Fine white powder pours past the border patrol like sand through a sieve. On busy street corners and in urban parks, pushers murmur, "Crack it up, crack it up," like some kind of evil incantation, bewitching susceptible kids and threatening society's sense of order and security. The public is outraged; opinion polls show that drug abuse has surpassed economic woes and the threat of real war as the nation's No. 1 concern. For a nation whose penchant for righteous crusades can surpass even its tolerance for libertine individualism, the crackdown against...
...Lesley Gore's perky petulance ("It's my party and I'll cry if I want to") and sway to the Motown philosophizing of the Supremes ("Baby, baby, where did our love go?"). They thrill again to the eloquent plaint of the Shangri-Las ("Remember, walkin' in the sand") and the sly taunts of the Angels ("My boyfriend's back, he's gonna save my reputation/ If I were you I'd take a permanent vacation"). They squirm a bit at the references to J.F.K.'s assassination and the Viet Nam War, then perk up for so-fine evocations...
...screen, a short film showed an oversize golden sun hanging on the horizon while glistening waves caressed a deserted beach. Another depicted a beach chair dragging itself across the sand, dipping an aluminum toe in the water and timidly scampering away. Still another presented two Luxo desk lamps playing a friendly game of catch, stretching their springy arms and butting a rubber ball with their warm, cone-shaped heads...
...site is postcard pretty: a turquoise ocean washes against a black sand beach rimmed by coconut trees. The perfect spot for a resort complex, complete with a 130-room hotel, bungalows, convention center and gambling casino. That planned capitalist paradise is on the Pacific coast of Marxist- led Nicaragua. The war-torn nation wants to build the resort to attract tourists from the U.S. and Canada and raise badly needed cash...