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Word: woman (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1960-1969
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...just want all of those American men to know that I, for one, am a sexy, gorgeous woman who considers it a pleasure to take care of my man and make him happy. I know too many uptight, sour, miserable "career girls" like some of the homely examples used to illustrate your article. No thanks. (I'm an American, but I still like...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Letters: Dec. 12, 1969 | 12/12/1969 | See Source »

...Detroit's Cobo Hall. In its meetings, at least, the N.C.C. was clearly in tune with the national mood: the air was filled with accusations, polemics, threats, name-calling and disruption. For all that, the assembly still elected the full slate of official nominees, including its first woman president, Cynthia Wedel, 61. A brief rebellion, opposing her and incumbent General Secretary R. H. Edwin Espy with black candidates, failed...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Religion: Crunch at the Council | 12/12/1969 | See Source »

...sense, the casting of Private Lives is just about perfect. Brian Bedford seems like a man who would be naked without his cigarette case, whose cigarettes, in fact, appear to be smoking him, as if he were an afterthought of his own props. Tammy Grimes seems not born of woman, but rather like a creature conjured up at a séance by some zany medium. She delivers lines as if they were exquisitely amusing slush, a kind of Churchillian mimicry: "I'm so pleeezsched. Do be shenshible...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Theater: High on Gin and Sin | 12/12/1969 | See Source »

...SIGN in the street said "Mrs. Murray. Card Advisor and Palm Readings." The building was very narrow and very decrepit. After hesitating a moment, I walked in and read the sign: "One flight up to Mrs. Murray." As I climbed the winding stairs, a dark-haired woman, olive-skinned, appeared from a decaying red-carpeted, red-furnished living room. She came out so quickly I was taken aback. Cynically. I wondered how many months, it had been since the last likely mark had wandered...

Author: By William BUTLER Yeats, | Title: Dark Mysteries of the Palm...... Or Sticking Your Hand Into a Friendly Computer | 12/12/1969 | See Source »

...white paint was peeling off the walls. In the corner, a stand was crammed with icons and religious figures. The dark woman I had seen before- who I presumed was Mrs. Murray- entered, and I turned around...

Author: By William BUTLER Yeats, | Title: Dark Mysteries of the Palm...... Or Sticking Your Hand Into a Friendly Computer | 12/12/1969 | See Source »

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