Word: trashing
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...Houston) and SoSo (south of SoHo), are undergoing strikingly imaginative renovation. Neighborhood and block associations have proliferated, increasing New Yorkers' sense of community and their feeling that they are not at the mercy of an anonymous city bureaucracy. If a neighborhood association makes a fuss about infrequent trash collections, a sanitation truck shows up fairly promptly. A certain new self-reliance is evident among New Yorkers, who on their own are reclaiming parks, planting community gardens, developing day care activities; if city hall is busy just keeping the entire government out of debtors' prison, residents conclude they must...
...Arok looks something like an air-conditioning duct on roller skates. But this man of steel can lift 125 lbs. dead weight, bend 45° at the waist and locomote forward or backward at a top speed of 3 m.p.h. Arok can vacuum the rug, take out the trash, serve a tray of Dr. Peppers' (Skora does not drink hard liquor...
...Philadelphia's once elegant North 33rd Street stands a red brick Victorian house surrounded by trash, garbage and human excrement. Children and dogs play in the yard, while adults lean over a 6-ft.-high wooden barricade and shout obscenities at passersby. "This is our house, and we are not going to let the city take it," vows a young woman. "We will defend our house. We will defend our children...
...least 18 ft. long, is "self-contained," meaning that it has an on-board sanitary system, galley and generator, and is built so that an adult can walk upright from driver's seat to back. Some come with multiple color TVs and air conditioners, CB radios, trash compactors, ice makers, built-in vacuum cleaners, music centers and, in the case of Jim and Dee Foss, a Hammond organ...
...newspaper, you decide, is too depressing. Besides, it's getting late, so you trash it, fight off the little chill that runs up your spine as you sense the cold stares that follow your back across the lobby, and head out into the street to look for a cab. There are none, of course--South Jamaica, despite the presence of the railroad station, is not a smart place to cruise around looking for fares--so you prop yourself, more than a bit self-consciously, against the wall of the Rip-Off Bar and Grille, and wait...