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Word: vag (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1940-1949
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...spend all day in Widener," mused Vag, as he finished the last page of the only book he could find that fell under the category of "minimum compulsory." Better get some exercise, you can study better anyway--really have to keep in shape to get the most out of these books. It was wonderful to exercise just when you wanted to--no pushups, no drill, just whatever strikes you at the moment...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 6/25/1946 | See Source »

Going to Summer School seemed ridiculous to Vag, something strictly for pudgy, bespectacled graduate students and spinsterish schoolteachers. He though of the season at the beach, lying in the sun all day, long drives on cool summer evenings. And here he was, going back to school. Back to stifling college rooms and trying to listen to long lectures, while outside, green leaves would sway beckoningly. And here was Vag, carrying his bulging bag down Dunster Street, a cigarette danging from his lips, and beginning to perspire...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 6/17/1946 | See Source »

...roommates kid sister who was now getting her Master's and the gal from Newton who had a six-months old infant. And even the guy from the next entry, now an English A section man. He was way behind, he thought and he'd have to catch up. Vag knew it would mean work and for a moment he was almost discouraged...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 6/17/1946 | See Source »

Then he remembered the last semester. It had been successful, he felt. He had run through his finals with case-well, without too much trouble. And the future...It would be even better. The summer would be long, difficult perhaps... Vag noticed the ruptured ducks and the worn leather flight jacket. No, he wasn't alone...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 6/17/1946 | See Source »

...Vag felt better. At Mount Auburn Street he stopped, and with a flourish flipped his cigarette into the gutter. He turned into Mike's Club, dropped his bag and climbed onto a stool. "Chocolate frappe, please...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: The Vagabond | 6/17/1946 | See Source »

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