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Word: smile (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...rings and have wives, children and employers who never know. They range across all classes, all races, all occupations. To lead their double lives these full or part-time homosexuals must "pass" as straight, and most are extremely skilled at camouflage. They can cynically tell ?or at least smile at?jokes about "queers"; they fake enjoyment when their boss throws a stag party with nude movies...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Behavior: The Homosexual: Newly Visible, Newly Understood | 10/31/1969 | See Source »

...blonde Mama Cass is supposed to give it today. She'll smear her smile all over the poster-encrusted room; that's how she sold five sets and earned $500 last week...

Author: By David N. Hollander, | Title: The Almost Free Encyclopedia | 10/28/1969 | See Source »

When more friends of your roommate's friends arrive, they will recount the game for you: listen patiently. When they promise to drink you under the table, nod approvingly. When they attack your masculinity because you haven't stripped to your T-shirt, smile quietly. And as they walk out the door, yell back "Eat Your Heart Out, Green Weenie...

Author: By Scott W. Jacobs, | Title: Calypso Singers Laugh at Them; The (Indian) Circus Is In Town | 10/25/1969 | See Source »

...with the outside world. At a press conference in Hong Kong, he admitted to reporters that after seven months in captivity, he had signed a "whole transcript, millions of bloody words of it, and a few confessions as well. Why not? I can assure you," he added with a smile, "it's not pleasant to be in a Chinese prison. Then again, I don't suppose it's meant...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: End of the Ordeal | 10/24/1969 | See Source »

...obvious clues in themselves, within the framework of Paul's being dead. The reinterpreted lyrics seem quite eerie: "Dear Prudence, won't you come out to play... greet the brand new day... open up your eyes... see the sunny skies... Dear Prudence, won't you let me see you smile...

Author: By Jeff Magalif, | Title: Clues Do Not a Dead Man Make | 10/23/1969 | See Source »

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