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...University of Kansas study of college women over the past decade found a significant increase in sexual activity during the years 1973-78 but almost none in the past five years. Says Meg Gerrard, the psychology professor in charge of the survey: "I think we have reached a ceiling with 50% to 60% of college women active sexually...
...former taxi drivers' restroom on Gerrard Street in London's Soho was the first home to young tenor sax player Ronnie Scott's jazz club, which he founded in 1959 and hoped would rival those he'd visited on New York City's 52nd Street. By the time the club moved in 1965 to slightly larger premises round the corner at 47 Frith Street, Ronnie Scott's had become a British home away from home for American hardboppers like Zoot Sims, Dexter[an error occurred while processing this directive] Gordon and Sonny Stitt. And it's been known simply...
...breathe. Within seconds, my wife had called from London, and the e-mails started to flood in--the first from TIME's Baghdad bureau, others from Sydney, London, Washington and New York City. In my fumbled excitement, I misdialed my brother's phone number three times. Then Steven Gerrard, Liverpool's captain, lifted the trophy, and behind the Cantonese chatter of the TV commentators I could just make out 40,000 Liverpudlian voices singing their club's anthem, You'll Never Walk Alone. That's when I started...
...breathe. Within seconds, my wife had called from London, and the e-mails started to flood in?the first from TIME's Baghdad bureau, others from Sydney, London, Washington and New York. In my fumbled excitement, I misdialed my brother's phone number three times. Then Steven Gerrard, Liverpool's captain, lifted the trophy, and behind the Cantonese chatter of the TV commentators I could just make out 40,000 Liverpudlian voices singing their club's anthem, You'll Never Walk Alone. And that's when I started...
...allowed me to breathe. Within seconds, my wife had called from London, and the emails started to flood in - the first from TIME's Baghdad bureau, others from Sydney, London, Washington, New York. In my fumbled excitement, I misdialed my brother's phone number three times. Then Steven Gerrard, Liverpool's captain, lifted the trophy, and behind the Cantonese babble of the TV commentators, I could just make out 40,000 Liverpudlian voices singing their club's anthem: "You'll Never Walk Alone." And that's when I started...