Word: sleeps
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...country's voters. They are less concerned about geopolitical realignment than they are about the economy. "I don't know anything about the nuclear deal," says Khursheed Alam Siddiqui, an electrician in New Delhi. "For poor people like me, who work all day, eat two meals and go to sleep, it's rising prices that are the real issue. That's what I want the government...
...single-serving combination of a depressant (alcohol) and various stimulants carries a certain nightclub logic; Anheuser-Busch used to advertise its caffeinated beer, Bud Extra, with lines such as YOU CAN SLEEP WHEN YOU'RE 30 and WE SUGGEST 18-HOUR MASCARA. But public-health and law-enforcement officials--who have mounted an aggressive campaign against alcoholic energy drinks--worry that drinkers will assume they'll be wired enough to drive home after a long night of consuming these beverages. (More on the science later, but caffeine makes you feel only "wide-awake drunk," as researchers have...
Exhausted when I got home, I fell asleep early. It was July 17. "There's been another crash. It doesn't look good," I heard my husband say through my fog of sleep. "It crashed into the ocean." I got up and followed him to the television. TWA Flight 800 had just plummeted into the Atlantic in a ball of flames off Long Island, and it looked like hundreds of passengers were dead. A familiar, wrenching dread tugged at me. Echoes of ValuJet questions bounced around my head. Had the TWA jet crashed because an incompetent mechanic missed something? Because...
...eating; my appetite has shut down; my hair is falling out in clumps; I have no desire for anything...Here, nothing is one's own, nothing lasts; uncertainty and precariousness are the only constant. The order is given at any moment to pack up and one gets to sleep stretched out anywhere like an animal. Those are the particularly difficult moments for me. My palms sweat, my mind gets foggy, and I end up doing things twice as slowly as normal. The marches are a calvary because my luggage is very heavy and I can't handle...
...Catalán lifestyle that’s thrown me for a loop—or the sun, which magically remains suspended, muggy hot and sweat-inducing, until past 9pm. Maybe it’s the ubiquitous use of military time, or the complete lack of a sleep schedule. (Party goers return, drunken and stumbling, ‘round...