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Answer for the clue "Pressing device ", 8 letters:
flatiron
Alternative clues for the word flatiron
- Iconic building with "point" offices
- ___ Building (Manhattan landmark)
- Its business was pressing
- Appliance once used for pressing clothes
- Monopoly token
- Old device for pressing clothes
- Manhattan's ___ District
- Old-fashioned clothes presser
- Stove-heated presser
- An iron that was heated by placing it on a stove
Usage examples of flatiron.
By the time Eve got to the Flatiron Building, Peabody had mowed her way through the hoagie and a good portion of chips.
I was at the Flatiron, corrupting his data units, when he did the hit on his brother and Kade.
He gave a command and a diagram of the Flatiron came on screen, revolved, then magnified a highlighted sector.
When she threatened to keep Timmy from you permanently, you picked up that flatiron and smashed her with it.
He remembered a custodian in the Flatiron Building who claimed to have been the first American to cross the bridge over the Rhine at Remagan, Germany, during World War Two.
From me she learned to sprinkle clothes with water to bleach them in the sun, to apply a mixture of salt and wine to grease stains to get them out, to scrub the flatiron with coarse salt so that it would not stick and scorch.
One of the best was a big old Art Deco Cadillac dealership, a glass-walled flatiron of a building set in the angle of two diverging avenues.
I awoke in camp that morning to find the highway to Boulder gone, the sky empty of contrails, and the aspen leaves a bright autumn gold despite what should have been a midsummer day, but after bouncing the Jeep across four miles of forest and rocky ridgeline to the back of the Flatirons, it was the sight of the Inland Sea that stopped me cold.
Where the stone-box towers of NCAR, the National Center for Atmospheric Research, had risen below the sandstone slabs of the Flatirons, now there were only shrub-stippled swamps and muddy inlets.
Using the twenty-power sight, I scanned the gulleys leading down between the Flatirons to the swamps and shoreline.
The slabs of Flatirons now rising above me would exist only as a layer of soft substrata.
Some large raptors circled over the Flatirons, but the city was dead still.
Occasionally I paused, looked back over the ramparts at the Flatirons gleaming in the Colorado sunshine, and listened for her footsteps above the lap of lazy waves.
I sat on my apartment terrace, watched the summer sun set behind the Flatirons, and thought.
Where the Flatirons should be, tidal flats and lagoons reflect the sky.