Word: woman
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Through the mud of Fox Island in Puget Sound clumps a stubby and sturdy woman wearing a vibrant green baseball cap, a gold and green sweatsuit, and a T shirt emblazoned SAVE OUR FISHING FLEET. Beaming happily, she feeds her Beltsville White turkeys (one of which she will later carve with gusto at her table); points proudly to three eggs freshly laid by her Rhode Island Red hens; strokes her pet sow, which is ready to have piglets and then become part of her larder; hails her goat April, a daily source of milk; and shows...
...Warsaw apartment three intellectuals lean intently over a small worktable. One man places a sheet of blank paper over an ink-impregnated flannel cloth that is taped over a typed stencil. Another man quickly rolls an old-fashioned washing-machine wringer down the page from top to bottom. A woman deftly lifts the sheet with a pair of tweezers and lays it on top of a pile on the floor. The printed pages, produced at the rate of 700 an hour, would later be laboriously collated, bound by hand, and delivered to readers of Opinia, an underground monthly published...
...dandy of American art is a woman, Louise Nevelson. Nobody is more recognizable: the fine, blade-nosed Aztec face with its monstrous false eyelashes, like clumps of mink, is as manifestly the property of an artist as Picasso's monkey mask. The sight of Nevelson under full sail-mole-colored hunting cap, peasant flounces, Chinese brocade and wolfskin, bronze pendants clanking, boar's teeth rattling-is one of the few spectacles of complete self-possession in American life; the 19th century poet who walked his live lobster on a ribbon outside the Ritz could not have looked more...
...Italian program in honor of the 60th anniversary of the Russian Revolution-Yevtushenko also went to the theater with an Italian heiress, jogged in the Villa Borghese and told a reporter how deeply he had been affected by Federico Fellini's most recent movie, Casanova. "I am a woman chaser," said the poet, 44, "and Fellini made me understand how hateful it is to touch a woman you don't love. From the moment I saw that film, it was as though I had been sick. I couldn't sleep with a girl. I was really sick...
...defendant called it a bum rap. Yes, he had fondled the buttocks of a woman, without her consent, on a rush-hour New York subway car. But no, it could not be considered sexual abuse. His argument: state legal precedent on sexual abuse lists "breast" and "genital areas" as private parts, but excludes the buttocks...