Word: slit
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...humor. She was a person who had to dominate people. An early victory was persuading her sister to run away from her loutish husband and baby. Where Wollstonecraft's confused sense of her own sexuality was concerned, she was as ambivalent and anguished a victim as ever slit her wrists in a Joyce Carol Gates story...
...windswept cornfield near the aptly named Minnesota farming community of Pillager last week, a farmer placed the barrel of a 22-cal. pistol against the head of a three-month-old calf and pulled the trigger, felling the animal instantly. Another farmer then slit the calf's jugular vein. Its carcass was dragged to a freshly dug trench and kicked in. Another calf was shot and disposed of in the same manner, then another and another, until by midafternoon almost 300 head had been destroyed and piled in the pit. The day's last kill was a sackful...
...Washington Mall. It is a squat cylinder four stories high and 231 ft. across, sheathed in granite aggregate the color of flushed elephant skin. The outside wall is blank except for an embrasure; one looks (in vain) for the muzzle of a 16-in. gun peeping from the slit. Such, on first glimpse, is the Hirshhorn Museum and Sculpture Garden, built to house the enormous collection of 4,000 paintings and 2,000 sculptures that Joseph Hirshhorn, 75, the feisty, thrusting and by no means universally loved uranium mogul, presented to the nation...
...prison guards overran Attica State Prison in September 1971, no photographer was permitted to see police bullets cut down 28 prisoners and 9 of their hostages. As a result, Walter B. Dunbar, then New York's deputy commissioner of corrections, was able to tell reporters incorrectly that inmates had slit the hostages' throats, and that one man who he said had been killed before the onslaught was stabbed and emasculated by cold-blooded insurgents...
lavishing, in leaking roses, borders of bachelor's buttons, blue at the buttonhole, and the scent of solitary sentry lilies: sentences burgeoning like blood from a slit artery...