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That is, until the Crimson power play kicked in. Senior Brian Farrell's well-directed tip-in of a Chris Baird point shot with 1:14 to play in the first--Harvard's 15th man up goal of the year--gave Harvard a big lift going into the first intermission...

Author: By Darren Kilfara, SPECIAL TO THE CRIMSON | Title: Icemen, Israel Shut Out Skating Dutchmen, 2-0 | 12/4/1993 | See Source »

...Washington's grain deals with Russia, not from New York but from Miami. The Germans are snapping up waterfront property along the beach and Biscayne Bay. The mysterious Munich investor Thomas Kramer even has visions of building something between a modern-day Manhattan and a reconstructed Portofino at the tip of Miami Beach...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Miami: the Capital of Latin America | 12/2/1993 | See Source »

Hard to argue that civilization is in tip-top shape, and Elmore Leonard isn't in the mood to try. In Pronto (Delacorte; 265 pages) it's the Mob that has gone mushy. Harry Arno, a South Florida bookie, has reached what would be retirement age if you retired from the kind of business associations he has made, which you don't. But he does. He has been skimming the Mob's share of the take for years, and he has used the boodle to buy a villa in Rapallo, Italy, where he was stationed during World...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Solve It Again, Sam | 11/29/1993 | See Source »

...were fired when independent-minded franchises clashed with Perot's Dallas-based lieutenants. At least 100 offshoots disenchanted with Perot sprang up. "Nobody is happy all the time," admits UWSA spokeswoman Sharon Holman. In fact, one New York dissident group has been so unhappy that it sent Gore a tip sheet before the debate, identifying Perot's personal hot-buttons...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Gored But Not Gone | 11/22/1993 | See Source »

...have any money on me, can you pay?" he asked me one campaign day in 1960 after offering lunch at a Milwaukee counter. O.K., I paid. "Leave a tip," he instructed, grin showing. Ten percent plunked down. Kennedy counted every coin with his forefinger. "Pretty chintzy," he said. "Leave some more." The grin grew, and he was up and on his way to Omaha, trailing a low chuckle...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Presidency A Sly and Wry Humor | 11/22/1993 | See Source »

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