Word: sofas
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Evanston, Ill., high school, students of English Teacher Thomas Klein shrouded themselves in bed sheets and crawled blindly around the floor. At a body-movement session in Beverly Hills, Calif., participants took turns pummeling a sofa pillow with feral ferocity. From a four-story midtown Manhattan brownstone, the sound of screaming can be heard all day long. It comes from patients of Psychiatrist Daniel Casriel, who believes that such release is therapeutic. In Escondido, Calif., a group of naked men and women, utter strangers, step into what their leader, Beverly Hills Psychologist Paul Bindrim, calls a "womb pool"-a warm...
...Gunsmoke Deputy Dennis Weaver. The gimmick is that McCloud is a New Mexico marshal assigned temporarily to take lessons from the New York City police. Naturally he turns the tables, proving himself Manhattan's fastest gun, lowest tipper, and the lucky stud who stashes his boots under the sofa of the police commissioner's worldly cousin. It is all hokum, of course, but more entertaining than most of the competition...
...Diego Union-Evening Tribune from one Sunday in 1957, when I was eight. On the front page was a color map of the world and a banner headline in big red letters that read "We Will Bury You!" I was so frightened that I hid the paper under the sofa and ran into my little brother's room with the comics...
...permanent exhibition when the museum expands its American Wing. One of the earliest rooms contains a severe but elegant Duncan Phyfe parlor set done around 1837 in the master's late Empire style. Twenty years later, the fashion for historical revivals was in full swing; the yellow satin sofa and chairs of the John Taylor Johnston parlor are a free adaptation of Louis XVI neoclassicism by the French-trained New York designer Léon Marcotte. Over them hangs a chandelier that cunningly conceals newfangled gas piping beneath its fake candles and pseudo-18th century glass...
...room opened out behind the door, spacious and modern. Vag examined the beige rug beneath his feet, then diffidently raised his eyes to the light blue-and-green sofa and the shining desk and the blue-and-green tinted lamps. This was like the house of one of his daughters-in-law: it made him nervous but of course he complimented her on her good taste. In a light-green armchair sat a pleasant, youngish man holding a small book. Vag looked at him curiously. He felt obliged to state his business, but he had none...