Word: shirt
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Attired in a flashy crimson shirt and surrounded by security police, Apolo Milton Obote, the President of Uganda, was making his way through a cheering mob. He was leaving Kampala's Lugogo Stadium, where his ruling People's Congress had just approved his "Common Man's Charter," which was designed to turn his country into a socialist one-party state. While the army band blared out the party song, "Uganda Is Marching Forward," three shots rang out. Obote, 44, a onetime herdboy who led his country (pop. 8,000,000) to independence seven years ago, clutched...
...time, at the eastern edge of Gallup, New Mexico, when the girl picked me up. It was about nine o'clock. Thursday morning, August 14. The girl driving the car looked about five feet tall, and she wore a leather jacket over a maroon-and-blue striped knit T-shirt, and a hemless mini-skirt made from cut-off corduroy jeans. She had a sharp face-rather pronounced cheekbones, triangular eyes, and a smail, sharp nose. Her blondish hair was uniformly short except for one long, very thin braid in back. There were two long-haired guys with...
...synthesizing power. Both men are strongly committed to astrology. Damaska radiated enthusiasm from his bright blue eyes and his wiry brown hair that effervesced from his head. He wore agray-brown suit, a blue-and-green. striped-and-flowered tie, and a full beard. Lutin wore a pink shirt and a collarless blue sports jacket. An ascot was tied around his neck, and his greasy black thinning hair was stretched sparsely across his scalp, painfully trying to cover the bald spots until it could relax in a thick growth at the bottom of his neck. When I asked him what...
...candidate for governor dresses like every other politician with an overdeveloped ambition: he has the dark conservative pinstriped suit with the blue shirt and the red striped...
...tension gradually lessened as Harvard ran up the lead. Brooks had also led me, in my naivete, to believe that we'd have to be lucky to win the diving. Yet we were cleaning up in that, too. I started thinking more about my shirt. The guy beside me had left two events before, when it was still exciting. Then, a few minutes later, the people in front of me started leaning forward, even though it had become less exciting. I considered taking off my shirt and throwing it somewhere, but I remembered seeing Ryder do that at a Murray...