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...part, aimed at further discrediting short fashions and finally establishing the stillborn midi, thus maintaining fashion's faltering and sweaty grasp on the American dollar. Even TIME'S pictorial couldn't save the attractive girls from the jellied-thigh look. The love for the greasy till has produced yet another fumble...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters, Mar. 1, 1971 | 3/1/1971 | See Source »

...never passive; the forces and concentration of your breathing calm your fears. Some moments your mind is at rest like a field in summer; other moments harsh memories lodge in the kinks of your muscles. How when you were eight, you made your mother sit by your bed till you fell asleep because you somehow were afraid the planes overhead were going to bomb your building; or how once you swallowed a penny or how once you were held up on a side-street by a boy with what you thought was a dagger...

Author: By Elizabeth R. Fishel, | Title: Another Clearance of the Evils of Winter | 2/24/1971 | See Source »

Gertrude was then one being living. She lived on the Left Bank, an American in Paris, opening her house every Saturday evening to writers, critics, artists, and other intellectuals till her death...

Author: By Meredith A. Palmer, | Title: Art Four Americans in Paris | 2/23/1971 | See Source »

...time Thursday, that's day after tomorrow. Anyhow, stranger, I would advise you to be round then." Well, the long and short it, it was cards and whiskey between the conductor, the station-man, Bill the engineer, the fireman, and myself for most of the next forty-eight hours till Thursday noon, when the conductor said we were all ready to start, if we only had another passenger. In the interval of waiting the conductor read an old Mulligan County Gazette, the engineer and fireman played at stick-knife, and I examined the engine. Here are my notes...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Through the Past, Howsomever- The Crimson, 1876 | 2/12/1971 | See Source »

...Till waves wash up the dead beast...

Author: By William Serle, | Title: MONSTROSITY | 1/27/1971 | See Source »

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