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Word: sweated (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1980-1989
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...brow furrowed. A large drop of sweat formed on Rutger's prominent brow, then rolled off, extinguishing his Camel filterless. He spoke...

Author: By Jeffrey J. Wise, | Title: Who Cares Anyway? | 10/1/1986 | See Source »

...hairs on the back of your neck. "We're not trying to impersonate the singers," says Theodore, 28. "We want to capture their edge and essence." Sure, but eight times a week? Gotta be draining. "Aerobically, it's like running three miles," says Darcy. "I break into a sweat halfway through the first act and don't stop till it's over. Still, the show is very good for me. It helps expel my demons. Otherwise they would've locked me up a long time...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Return of the Dream Girls | 9/15/1986 | See Source »

...young because they have had time to learn a trade whose secret is endless learning. And to be sure, an intuitive understanding of acquisitive lust so sweet and sharp that fluted quarter columns and a graceful star inlay can cause the heart to go pit-a-pat and sweat to pop on the forehead...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: American Scene in New Hampshire: and You're a Winner! | 9/8/1986 | See Source »

...that rewards strength over grace, let there be women as strong as Weaver's Ripley. May homeless children have no less ferocious an adoptive mother; may extraterrestrial predators meet no less resourceful an antagonist. Trust that a million moviegoers will find the glamour beneath the smudged sweat on Ripley's face, and the feral humor in her challenge to Big Mama Alien: "Get away from her, you bitch...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: The Years of Living Splendidly | 7/28/1986 | See Source »

...Friday and the commuters crowding into the Central Square station had spent the past three hours dreaming of going home. Amidst the suits and briefcases sticky with sweat, a tall teenager and shorter companion stood, watching and waiting. When the moment was right, they seized it, slipping halfway under the turnstile, seemingly unnoticed by the people they were using as their cover. But the older one was too tall, or too lethargic from the heat. The token seller spotted him, wriggling through a pair of pinstriped legs...

Author: By Shari Rudavsky, | Title: A Day on The Red Line | 7/25/1986 | See Source »

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