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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...taken more than three years to plumb that bottom. Long after the 1929 stock-market crash filled Wall Street with eerily silent crowds gaping in stunned apprehension, President Herbert Hoover was still clinging to the deeply held--and widely shared--belief that good old rugged individualism, with just a dash of government help (nothing so radical as a federal dole), would dispel the gathering Depression. But the economy only spiraled lower. By 1933 unemployment had hit 25%; people were foraging in garbage dumps for food; outside almost every large city, shantytowns, known as "Hoovervilles," drew the newly homeless...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: 1929-1939 Despair: Taking Care of Our Own: The New Deal | 3/9/1998 | See Source »

...impact of rape on the lives of rape survivors goes beyond the time it takes to utter the word "rape." Four letters cannot possibly communicate the pain from the slaps, the hair pulling and the slamming of my head against a wall. They do not express the feeling of suffocation from being pinned down by someone 100 pounds heavier than me. The word does not begin to describe the month of pain and bleeding, the days of constant nausea and vomiting, the flashbacks and nightmares or the stress, anger, hurt and fear...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Shattering the Silence | 3/6/1998 | See Source »

...real person and in fact he's still alive. Wally is 102 and his grandson, Michael Penn, manages the bar for him. The evening of my visit, Mike is busy setting up for an AIDS benefit. Old black men and young white college students fill the barstools. On the wall are collections of "Best of Boston" and "Best of On the Cheap" awards. Wally's even has T-shirts for sale at $15 dollars apiece...

Author: By Jonathan B. Stein, | Title: Destination: South End | 3/5/1998 | See Source »

...corner chuckles as his partner shanks an easy bank shot and sends the two-ball careening toward the opposite corner of the faded green table. A cigarette-choked cackle from Mike, the manager of the place, rumbles into the small pool room through a slit in the wall of the ajoining snack bar along with screams and cat-calls from the Jerry Springer Show audience. Hazy light sifts in through the spotty second floor windows, but the men inside pay no attention to the day passing them...

Author: By Adam W. Preskill, | Title: THE CORNER POCKET | 3/5/1998 | See Source »

...walls here seem to have been decorated withthe spoils of a Salvation Army rumage sale. Abizarre portrait of an elderly man standing on acloud hangs next to a Budweiser mirror. Across theroom, a psychedelic Camel cigarettes postercontrasts sharply with a dusty and disorganizedplastic case of pool cues for sale. Near thebathroom, almost out of view, an engraved mirrorquietly requests "no gambling, no cussing, nospitting," while fake plants swing in ceilingbaskets along the windows. Every inch of wallspace is covered by something which was almostcertainly obtained for free, including thethoroughly-crooked set of house cues. Theexception is the back wall; this...

Author: By Adam W. Preskill, | Title: THE CORNER POCKET | 3/5/1998 | See Source »

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