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...rule. In the morning, the entire team will break loose for an hour of running. The afternoon practices will be devoted to technique, broken down into individual events. Released from the nauseating confines of Briggs Cage, the field athletes and outdoor runners will have the chance to strut their stuff...
...Goldwyn Girl in 1934. But to impersonate Singer Sophie Tucker on Bob Hope's All-Star Tribute to Vaudeville (NBC, March 25), Ball donned a special "fat suit." "I always admired Sophie's elegant arrogance," says Ball, who carefully practiced Tucker's mannerisms and purposeful strut across the stage. But Lucy could not master Sophie's sweeping bow. "When you take a fast bow in a fat suit, you pitch forward," she explains. "That bow almost landed me in the orchestra...
...novelist simply had a knack for the commonplace, the down and out, the ironic humanity and atonal music of destitution. He loathed the stingy, petty-bourgeois tailoring trade of his parents, but in mimicking their gab and strut, he made them sympathetic and worthwhile in spite of himself and of them because he saw where they were authentic beneath their fraudulence. He found the poetry in a whore; for all the disgust, indifference and thoughtless obeisance to some purely sexual nerve communicated by the images, there is something totally absorbing in his spasmodic narrative. You just can't tell what...
...fourth grader, who I had noticed earlier holding his mother's hand in their doorway, whispering and pointing, suddenly broke loose and hustled up to the corner to join two other children waiting for their bus. "Hey, maybe we missed it," he was telling them before long, beginning to strut and lecture like a little headmaster himself. "We missed that bus, I'm telling you. It's gone," he kept repeating. And after 20 years, blacks and whites in the cities are still fussing over buses, it struck...
...fourth grader, who I had noticed earlier holding his mother's hand in their doorway, whispering and pointing, suddenly broke loose and hustled up to the corner to join two other children waiting for their bus. "Hey, maybe we missed it," he was telling them before long, beginning to strut and lecture like a little headmaster himself. "We missed that bus, I'm telling you. It's gone," he kept repeating. And after 20 years, blacks and whites in the cities are still fussing over buses, it struck...