Word: sirenic
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Ever wonder what kind of underwear lies beneath those revealing dresses worn by Toni Braxton and seemingly every other Hollywood siren these days? On Grammy night, the members of Destiny's Child weren't wearing a thing underneath their tight Versace gowns, their publicist says. But for every other woman who has tried to pour herself into one of those unforgiving bias-cut dresses, the inspired undergarment of the moment is the control thong. It's a pair of panties that eliminates the lumps and bumps of underwear lines. You can wear it with clingy dresses or sheer pants...
...their speed, size, snazz and craftsmanship, in their siren call to the restless spirit, cars sum up a lot of American virtues. They also waste natural resources, soot up the landscape and end lives. But that's for another book. Lewis has no photos of afternoon gridlock on the 405. She's here to sing the body automotive: mile-long Caddies outside a drive-in; the family car at Roy's Cafe, Motel & Gas. These elegant images of classic cars magically transport the reader to the intersection of Nostalgia Road and Dream Drive...
...Officer Andrew T. Gilbert slides behind the wheel of Car 296, an almost new Ford Crown Victoria. He flips the lights on, bleeps the siren once and tests the headlights...
...probably dead after 10 minutes. Then she ominously leaves the phrase "In New York City..." hanging in the air. "There is a less than 1% survival rate for cardiac arrest in New York City." Now my fellow students and I are dumbfounded. I vow to never complain about Manhattan siren noise again. And I raise my hand to ask how much aed machines cost. (Between $1,000 and $1,500, I'm told...
...House of Culture - a mostly empty building in which camouflage-clad teenage guerrilla boys and girls flirted - there was an actual carnival. A Ferris wheel spun at dangerous speed above a merry-go-round, while a long, glowing worm on wheels carried people around the town, blaring its police siren as it bumped past machete and saddle shops and a lane of candy-colored brothels...