Word: smiled
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...older boys) she appears to be a sex sym: bol, impure and simple as her long, sinuous body-high fashion, but with some meat on her smoothly articulated bones -slithers into closeup, her navel twinkling as invitingly as her sequins. Then, however, a shy smile splits her deadpan. As she speaks a few words of earnest greeting in her curiously flat voice, Pop and the other males see they can afford to relax. Underneath all that finery and a ceramic of makeup there is a rather awkward, imperfectly beautiful girl. She appears no more daunting than the nice...
...established Chicago law firm after nine pleasurable years; two offices in the Agency for International Development after six challenging years; and the Department of Housing and Urban Development after three trying but successful years. He denies that he is either "mobile" or "insecure." "Adjustable," he concedes with a smile. Fisher does not appear to enjoy finding words or situations that might typify him, and it is only with a sanctimonious and mocking knitting-of-the-brows that he vows to attach himself ultimately to a rich Harvard graduate and retire to a gate keeper's cottage. Even such sarcastic complacency...
...Fisher as the sense that he is dealing with big issues, and he is pleased with his work at 54 Dunster Street. "In general a job is pretty exciting if you can catch a couple of hours of grand policy every week," he says with no effort at a smile but with his right eyebrow darting halfway up his forehead...
...play the piano or banjo or mandolin of kalimba or maracas or Spirit of '76 Fife. His raspy voice sometimes turns lyrics into a stammer reminiscent of Otis Redding. At other times, words are replaced altogether by suggestive mumbles or a bent guitar note accompanied by a telling smile. And most of the time, his audience can't help but clap, stomp and sing right along with...
...detached way: Rabbit was "happy working in Mrs. Smith's garden." He "pined after an animal existence." Updike wouldn't be, and doesn't. The dust jacket photo for A Month of Sundays shows him in a pin-stripe suit and shiny black shoes, flashing a tolerant half-smile at his walking companion, who has been cut from the picture. He holds two crisp autographed copies of his latest book under his left elbow, while his left hand absently attends to an itch on his right pinky...