Word: thronging
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...counterparts here, tend to hit frat parties in herds. At the frats, like final clubs here, she and her female friends line up at the door and pretend to know one of the brothers in order to be let in. Then they get to try to push through the throng around the keg to get a beer...
...throng, which has been growing steadily, surges ahead. The red iron gates have eased open a crack, enough to let through a single file of supplicants. Inside, 12 Somali guards dressed in battle fatigues and armed with M-16 rifles issue orders. Wielding 3-ft. wooden switches, they herd the people into neat rows at the rear of a large earthen courtyard. In 30 minutes more than 2,000 people are seated on the ground while others stream in: nomad women wrapped in black shawls, grandmothers in tattered sackcloth, lone children naked but for a makeshift shirt. At one point...
...mosquito, it seems, is essentially a tiny winged speck of libido. Here's what typically happens: the males form a hovering globular swarm, ranging from a softball-size band of a dozen to a ballroom-size throng of millions. To any female that may be around, the male buzzing sound is like a neon sign in front of a singles bar. She makes a beeline -- all right, a mosquitoline -- straight into the swarm. Once she's inside, the sound of her wings, beating 250 to 500 times a second, becomes the mosquito equivalent of a flirty hair flip. The males...
...phones from which they run their businesses. At the Mass for Borsellino's bodyguards, President Oscar Luigi Scalfaro and Prime Minister Amato had to be hustled out of the packed cathedral by uniformed police to protect them from the jeering crowd. "Get the Mafia out!" the throng cried, referring to a system that has allowed hardened criminals to humiliate and terrorize the country for decades...
...invasion of their middle-class retreat has horrified Fisher's neighbors and those of her alleged victim, Mary Jo Buttafuoco. The throng of reporters has turned life near both houses into a kind of theater. At the Fisher home on a quiet dead end and at the Stitch N Sew fabric store owned by Amy's parents a few minutes' drive away, doors are shut, blinds are drawn, the symbolic drawbridge is up, and the castle is meant to seem inviolable. At the Buttafuoco home, the style is defiance. A steady stream of traffic, automotive and human, proclaims this...