Word: wowing
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...slid to a stop before the U.S. Pavilion. Out got a heavy-built (205 Ibs.), 6-ft.-tall U.S. architect, his grey Homburg awry. Oblivious to the gathering circle of workmen, he stood transfixed before the building that seemed to float in the bright sunshine, softly murmured, "Wow!" Then, as his genial, basset-hound features broke into a delighted grin, he exclaimed: "God, isn't that the most beautiful damned thing you've ever seen in your whole life...
...Gray's Anatomy, will have to settle for shots of Hammer emerging messily from off-camera, off-color encounters with negligeed women. But the other Spillane requisites that have sold close to 30 million copies of his seven novels are preserved: furious action, a complex plot, a wow finish. Still, Spillane wants no part of the new series except his fee ($25,000 and a cut of the receipts). "The real Mike Hammer sits back and laughs at his own show," he laughs, sitting back. "How about that! Sits back and laughs...
Speaking to a financial pow-wow in Chicago, Eugene R. Black, president of the International Bank for Reconstruction and Development, made one of the more sanguine statements of the Sputnik period: "My first reaction to the earth satellites was to ask myself the question: If intelligent life is found on other planets, will the people there be borrowers or investors? Of course, if they are investors, there may lie the solution of all my money-raising problems...
...daringly wrote her answer--"Interested, sorta," and slipped it in the collar-slot. Ten days later came another shirt from x428Fy and, sure enough, another note: "If you can cook like you can write I may be smitten beyond recall. Fascinated?" This time she almost swooned, and wrote back, "Wow, am I!" Anyhow, note followed hot note and Miss Jomes began thinking of turning in her steam iron for a marriage manual. Until one day tragedy struck. x428Fy's shirts arrived as usual, but when Miss Jomes turned to the slot she found it sewn-up. Frantic, she tried...
...wailng chant of a solo male voice. Against a plain black backdrop swirled brilliantly costumed dancers, unfolding exotic tales of lust and vengeance, ecstasy and evil. The occasion: the Broadway opening, prior to a U.S. tour, of the Indian dance group headed by Shanta Rao (rhymes with wow...