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Word: hubs (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1990-1999
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...course, you wouldn't know it from reading the Harvard Gazette--Pravda on the Charles River. "A hive of student activity," one story gushes, while another piece in the University's official publication lauds it as the College's "social hub...

Author: By George W. Hicks, | Title: Livin' La Vida Loker | 10/15/1999 | See Source »

...Social hub, eh? Letis take a look. Sure, we have all been there during the busy lunchtime hour, when upperclass students line up for their daily fix of roast beef sandwiches, cookies and other components of the fly-by lunch. The joint is jumping, the air is thick with conversation and laughter, and everything seems, well, social. But this is as much a result of circumstance than anything else. Holden Chapel would be a hot spot, too, if it was the only place busy individuals could grab a no-cost lunch between classes...

Author: By George W. Hicks, | Title: Livin' La Vida Loker | 10/15/1999 | See Source »

...workers soaked up potentially lethal doses of radiation, still more leaked from the plant in Tokaimura, the hub of the Japanese nuclear power industry. Eventually, more than 300,000 people in Tokaimura and eight nearby towns were bunkered in their homes, waiting to find out how badly they were affected. Meanwhile, 28 million people in metropolitan Tokyo, downwind of the accident, wondered about their fate. As the hours ticked by, a plodding government dithered and displayed once again its inability to come to grips with a huge nuclear power industry riddled with safety flaws...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Japan Syndrome | 10/11/1999 | See Source »

...store was a hub for our community," said Freeman "Smoky" Markham, Barsamian's bakery manager. "The community is going to hurt without...

Author: By Elizabeth A. Gudrais, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: After 12 Years, Barsamian's Says Goodbye | 10/6/1999 | See Source »

...shirts and WBCN buttons, a gang of subterranean music-lovers is stoically, imperceptibly up in arms over the death of real music. The existential angst of today's sell-out music industry is visited on their bodies in rings, rags and tattoos. They congregate daily at the underground hub of the hub of the universe, and sling albums, gig times and rap loops at one another. Keeping it alive are they-while we shuffle by them in haste looking at our feet. At last, they inscribe their disappointment and displeasure in our pages, narrate to us the history...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: What's Eating Pop? Notes From The Underground | 10/1/1999 | See Source »

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