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Although Bradbury is an authentic original, he has his antecedents. Promises, Promises, about the price a man must pay for the survival of his injured daughter, is a direct descendant of Graham Greene's The End of the Affair. In Trapdoor, when an attic swallows a homeowner, the author is bowing in the direction of John Collier and Roald Dahl, two modern masters of the big chill. Bradbury is quick to acknowledge the sources of inspiration. "The ideas are my own," he says, "but books, movies, memories, provide the launching pads on the voyage to stories...
...AIDS. As a result, says Marvin Mitchelson, the nation's best-known palimony lawyer, his client Christian "lives in constant fear" of getting the disease. The case, declares Mitchelson, is really not so unusual. "It is akin to someone coming into your house and falling through a trapdoor...
...dramatic Soviet gains in all naval warfare areas, which must now be interpreted in light of the Walker-Whitworth espionage conspiracy." There is a lingering fear, too, not mentioned in the court papers, that Whitworth or Walker may have installed in Navy communications what is known as a "trapdoor," a secret program that the Soviets could trigger to paralyze the system in a crisis...
Undeterred, the police got a warrant to search Gacy's house. They discovered a trapdoor in a bedroom closet concealing a 40-ft. crawl space. They began poking around in it. By this time, Gacy was babbling. He had murdered 32 young men and boys, he said. He had thrown five into the Des Plaines River, southwest of Chicago; the rest were buried under the house and garage; he even drew the police a map of the graves. By the end of last week they had uncovered the skeletal remains of 28 of the victims, some still with ropes...
...renowned "21" restaurant swung open its iron-grille gate on West 52nd St. as a classy speakeasy during prohibition. It has since evolved into a unique American showplace: a restaurant run in some ways more like a club than a public accommodation. There is no longer a trapdoor on the bar to trip drinks into a sewer at the press of a button, but logs still crackle in the fireplaces and a $750,000 collection of paintings, drawings and bronzes adorns the paneled walls. Habitues include the rich, the powerful and the famous, plus thousands of others who flock there...