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...lanky young Russian in a rain-soaked khaki jacket immediately appeared at the plane's open doorway, his figure outlined against the leaden, gray afternoon...
Then I encountered George, a homespun Armenian philosopher in a green nylon jacket decorated with a red-white-and-blue American sticker showing clasped hands. He told me of a relative in Leninakan who lost two children in the rubble; a third child had her legs severed at the knees. He reflected on Armenian hopes to regain Nagorno-Karabakh, the disputed Armenian enclave in Azerbaijan, and told how his six-year-old son can already sing patriotic songs about his Armenian homeland. "We already have had our share of grief this year," George said. "And now this new disaster promises...
Sept. 1. Almost two days after Rother went into the desert, he is reported missing. The Marine Corps launches a 1,758-man search, complete with helicopters and jeeps equipped with infrared thermal imaging devices, to track him down. The searchers find Rother's helmet, flak jacket and backpack. They also discover an arrow, laid out on the ground with stones and pointing southeast, that Rother may have constructed to indicate the direction in which he was traveling. But after three days, the search party fails to find him. A month later, a second Marine-led search party...
LA.P.D. Detective Nordberg (O.J. Simpson) smells trouble. And gets it. Thugs drill him with lead, he gets wet paint on his jacket, a bear trap snaps on his leg, and a window slams down on his fingertips. Nordberg's partner, Lieut. Frank Drebin (Leslie Nielsen), solemnly swears revenge. But before he has * brought the evil Vincent Ludwig (Ricardo Montalban) to justice, Drebin must do business with a killer fish, a body-stocking condom, a ballplaying assassin (Reggie Jackson) and the Queen of England. As Frank could tell you, it's the same old story: "Boy finds girl. Boy loses girl...
Sarah walks into the bar, her eyes cruising for action. She downs a few drinks and lights up a joint. She shrugs off her jacket to reveal a low-cut T shirt. Till now the boys in the back room are just nursing their beers, thinking about nothing, or trying to. But they see her, and all the windows steam up. She is the star of her own show, and she loves it. The jukebox gets her dancing, sexy, like on a runway. Pleasin' and teasin'. Hey, college boy, dance with me, closer than sweat. Give me a long, deep...