Word: saws
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...wandering through Cabot Science Library, now the only twenty-four-hour library on campus and a safe haven for insomniacs like me. I spotted a student slumped over in his study carol, emitting a rapidly escalating series of snores, a common sight in an all-night library. Then I saw the slogan printed on the back of his T-shirt: "Sleep Is For The Weak." Next time I'm up all night, I'm going to bring a camera. Dara Horn's column will resume next semester...
During the final days of Matt Stauffer's life, who was the older brother of senior soccer player Emily Stauffer and who died last Saturday, I watched as her soccer teammates rallied behind her in support. I looked around and saw person after person just waiting for that moment when Emily might turn around and need a comforting hug or an encouraging squeeze of the hand. I saw tears flow from many who did not even know Matt but were so moved by seeing his sister in pain...
...share of the U.S. card market. With a slew of new consumer cards to go with its traditional strength in corporate plastic, American Express raised its share of the $469 billion general purpose card volume in the first half of 1997 from 18.3% to 18.9%--as Visa saw its No. 1 position slip very slightly from...
Given the fact that it seems to be his entire life, will he be sad when Seinfeld is all over? No, he says, then reconsiders. "I was sad the last few days. I saw an old Odd Couple rerun, and it was all yellow. You know those old shows--why are they all yellow? And then I thought, this is what my show is now--a re-run. It's not going to be a living thing anymore." No. Welcome, Jerry, to the land of TV's undead. One senses there's a routine there somewhere...
Think of Weegee as a chronological and psychological midpoint between two utterly different photographers. One is the turn-of-the-century muckraker Jacob Riis, who saw New York City as a social problem to be solved. The other is Diane Arbus, who found in the city life of the 1960s a psychic spectacle of creepy fascination. Weegee haunts the same kind of shabby neighborhoods that Riis did. But what goes on in Weegee's festive, suffering, unsanitary New York is a sight to be enjoyed more than clucked over. The tenements that preoccupied Riis, a moralist and social reformer...