Word: slept
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...prosecutor hardly helped his case by talking of "black boys" and asking one of Johnson's cousins whether she had ever slept with him. After some of the questioning, Judge Colombo wrote on his note pad, "I cannot believe my ears." A villain to many liberals for having once sentenced a marijuana defendant to 9½ years, Judge Colombo was nonetheless scrupulously fair to the defense. "I used to work on the line in an auto plant during the summers," he recalls. "That's a lot of what persuaded me to go to law school. I hated...
...think I would bust my ass trying to be the first one into ANY fucking movie, you're wrong man, you're so wrong, so you've just gotta take it on faith when I put it to you like this: me and my old lady we slept outside the Presidio Theater in a fucking SLEEPING BAG the night before our movie opened, don't shit your grits, everybody loves a sonofabitch. that's what you and your goddamn Don't Look Back are all about, aren't they? Face it, man, you step on their heads and they love...
...Many Tears? Each boy's life story is a vignette of the war. Hua Ket, 12, survived an attack on his village by U.S. planes because he was playing in a distant field; an old woman sent him to Saigon, and for three years he shined shoes and slept on the streets until he moved to Hughes' "Hope 5" hostel. After his father was killed by the Viet Cong, Nguyen Van Thanh. 12, ran away from his village and met a bar girl who brought him to Saigon; there he ran away again and moved to the streets...
...then it was three weeks later and she hadn't yet changed her clothes or washed her hair or slept any. She envied the Barnard girl down the street who married the Columbia architect; they were Catholic and she was ever pregnant behind her ratty baby carriage. Esther tried writing a novel about herself and that didn't work. And then she tried different ways of killing herself and one way worked better than the other so they put her away. As Sylvia Plath says in her poem "Daddy," "They pulled me out of the sack, And they stuck...
...spring he saw a poster announcing a lecture by a yogi and thought, "Well, I'll go listen to another one." But the man's speech and presence deeply affected him. "I felt that he was a man who exuded tremendous love," says Oftedal. "He was very dynamic-he slept only a few hours a night-and all the time was engaged in continual interaction with people at a human level...