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Usage examples of belvedere.

Maimed females and children howling as they tried to stuff intestines back into their body cavities were necessary, as surely as the Molt in the ballroom of the Tribunal Palace in Belvedere had been, stooping behind the weight of his power gun--every shot turning a gay costume into burning, bloody rags.

Belvedere had a name, kind of scripted on its side, you know how them gearheads do.

Strave of the Guardian Cities, a place of the grandest architectural exuberance, no two structures remotely alike, great palaces chock-a-block defying one another in their glorious excess, profusions of towers and pavilions and belvederes and steeples and belfries and cupolas and rotundas and porticos sprouting madly everywhere like giant mushrooms.

Kenneth Payne, neuropsychologist and fellow here at the Belvedere Center for Sleep Research.

You know, madame, how fond his Majesty is of the Louis Treize Belvedere, and the telescope erected by this monarch,--one of the best ever made hitherto.

From rustling foliage where cuckoos call On summer evenings, stands a belvedere, Buff-hued, of antique plaster, overrun With flowering vines and weatherworn by rain and sun.

The waiter, despite his youth, had already perfected the art of bemused superiority endemic to such establishments as The Foxfire Grille, located on Belvedere Street in the heart of the Mount Adams District.

The belvedere was well sited to give a semicircular panorama to the horizon, and the Beta androids appeared like minute dots on a clockface.

By the light of the single bare bulb my 1960 Chevrolet Belvedere glowed like an egg under murky water.

I got out of the Belvedere and we ran through the shrinking space between the gate and the fence.

I sighed as I settled behind the steering wheel of the Belvedere feeling like a weathered old kite hanging from a telephone wire, still a little gaudy but not much use to anybody.

As my Belvedere rolled down the long driveway, I thought about all the clues Mr.

I rolled up the windows, cracked the door of the Belvedere, and got out.

This was in the Belvedere, the country house on the height overlooking Weimar, where the grand-ducal family spend the month of May, and where the stranger finds himself amid overwhelming associations of Goethe, although the place is so full of relics and memorials of the owners.

In the offices of Belvedere Post-Production the air-conditioning was off.