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Word: ticket (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1980-1989
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...trip to Bally's Park Place on a recent Wednesday is a welcome -- and cheap -- respite from arthritis, television and the addicts and prostitutes on her midtown Manhattan block. "I even forget my name," she says. The trip actually costs nothing: in exchange for her $18 Gray Line ticket, the casino refunds $15 in coins plus a $5 coupon off on the next trip...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Atlantic City, New Jersey Boardwalk Of Broken Dreams | 9/25/1989 | See Source »

Although the ticket prices were a bit steep ($25 for "partial view"), the proceeds went to help the homeless in Cambridge--certainly an important cause. Along with the concert program, everyone received a newspaper, explaining the problems facing the area's growing homeless population and the programs the concert proceeds were going to help...

Author: By Emily M. Bernstein, | Title: The P.C. Chronicle | 9/19/1989 | See Source »

...unlike the stay-at-homes, moviegoers who pay cash at the box office are captives, without a speedup button to zap the obnoxious spots. Many are starting to rebel, and hoots and howls are common when commercials flash onto screens in New York City, where ticket prices run as high...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Show Business: Hoots And Howls at Ads | 9/18/1989 | See Source »

...Look who they are. The U.S. Open isn't white-washed Wimbledon, but even without royalty, it's still a cocktail party for the rich and suntanned. (And white--my friend Ron, Wilt Chamberlain and Zina Garrison's family were the only Black people I saw in the stands.) Ticket prices are out of control. Most tickets aren't even for sale. Unless you know Mr. Tepper (like my friend's dad did) or Mr. Trump or Revlon or Nissan or Unisys, you can stay home and listen to Mary Carillo yammer...

Author: By Michael R. Grunwald, | Title: "Quiet, the Bor-meister is Serving" | 9/13/1989 | See Source »

...people were paying exorbitant ticket prices to watch me write this column in pursuit of a cool half-million-dollar first prize, I would have expected some lusty booing when I overused parentheses two paragraphs ago. I wouldn't have complained, and I really don't think their booing's effect on my concentration could have made the paragraph any worse...

Author: By Michael R. Grunwald, | Title: "Quiet, the Bor-meister is Serving" | 9/13/1989 | See Source »

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