Word: walked
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Assaf Dayan, 21, son of Israel's superhero, Moshe; the lass wrapped around his waist is Anjelica Huston, 16, Director John's girl. Though they look like a pair of Carnaby Street mannequins, they are starring as lovers in Huston's latest film, A Walk with Love and Death. Assaf has been before the cameras several times in Israel, and it is not likely that Huston will harbor any qualms about working with his daughter in her first start. It was exactly 20 years ago that he directed his father, the late Walter Huston, in the classic...
...combination of pluck, luck and medical skill. When passers-by mistook Piper's pleading moans for the babblings of a wino and ignored him, he pulled the crowbar out himself, made a compress out of his soft worker's hat and summoned the strength to walk 100 ft. to a service station. An hour passed before he reached Fort Worth's St. Joseph's Hospital. There, by luck, a team of abdominal surgeons had just scrubbed up for an operation. Calling in a chest surgeon from nearby All Saints Hospital, they went to work on Piper...
...walls were reflected to create what seemed like an infinity of mirrors. The illusion of airy weightless ness thus engendered permitted viewers, in the words of the show's organizer, Ralph T. Coe, to "leap straight into the fourth dimension, experiencing what the astronauts have described when they walk in space." Still better, as far as the frazzled gallerygoers were concerned, everyone could leap straight out of the fourth dimension without having to worry about a re-entry problem...
...hiding under the tree again; the last Jocks under the eves of Beta are looking out. A boxload of bottles crashes on the far sidewalk, off the top of a parked car, and into the street. Two patrol cars are here now; they are almost hit. After quiet, we walk back to the corner, watching for bottles out of Carmen, I with my hands in the air as if arrested and my friend holding up a two-finger V to his compatriot Pukes. Someone leans out an eighth-floor window: "Fucking Puke." Carmen, I am told, has Jocks...
WHAT tales of sleuth and intrigue, crime and espionage once lurked the quiet streets of Cambridge. Now forgotten, vestigially commemmorated by half-hearted panty-raids and defiant cross-walk-ins, the grand days of Harvard pranks seem relegated to history along with the Gold Coast...