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SPORTS
September 6, 1990 | Times Wire Services
Tessla, the 2-year-old filly champion of England in 1988, will make her U.S. debut Saturday at Del Mar in the $75,000-added Osunitas Handicap for fillies and mares at 1 1/16 miles on the turf. "She was trained in England by Henry Cecil and was one of the favorites for the Oaks there," trainer Eddie Gregson said. "I got her last winter at Santa Anita but she got a minor shin injury." The Kentucky-bred daughter of Glint of Gold has won three of nine starts and earned $177,422.
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BOOKS
March 22, 1998
So as the sun declines below Detroit (the lake a cool assurance of alternatives to hard dark high-rise miscellaneous) the colors of the end of light relax along the horizontal edge of this blue place with burnt sienna rose and oranges that soften into regular domestic tragedies of night without a lover's willing face to stop the desperation of the chase for daytime stars that glint and blur and mix and lift like mica sprinkling on a concrete hierogylph of altered space where by himself a young
NEWS
February 13, 1987 | ROSE-MARIE TURK
There was something for everyone: style, show-biz flair, camaraderie, nostalgia, friendly competition and, above all, a somber reminder of the times in which we live. Organized by members of the California fashion industry, the event was held last Friday night at the Century Plaza Hotel to benefit AIDS Project Los Angeles.
NEWS
April 30, 1988 | MICHAEL WELZENBACH
While jazz singer Julie Kelly croons huskily into the microphone and the bass and drums throb behind her, the dancers begin to glide out on the floor two by two; high heels and slinky dresses, tuxedos and black slacks. They sway to their reflections in the sparkling mirror. Hints of chrome glint seductively in the mellow dimness of the room. The jazz and dance club Nucleus Nuance has changed a lot in the last few years.
BOOKS
October 18, 1998
Wind finds the northwest gap, fall comes. Today, under gray cloud-scud and over gray Wind-flicker of forest, in perfect formation, wild geese Head for a land of warm water, the boom, the lead pellet. Some crumple in air, fall. Some stagger, recover control, Then take the last glide for a far glint of water. None Knows what has happened. Now, today, watching How tirelessly V upon V arrows the season's logic, Do I know my own story? At least, they know When the hour comes for the great wind-beat.
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