Word: armpits
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Scene: A bar, disgustingly grubby, ill-lit, reeking of soggy cigar butts, garlic, and rancid butter. Set apart from the armpit set at the counter is a wizened skeleton of a man, with stubble on his cheeks and liquor dripping from his chin. This is Nomily Crass, pauper, sot, ne'er-do-well, and uncouth to the core. His friends call him Slum...
...Still armpit-deep in a sea of matrimonial troubles, paunchy Producer Roberto Rossellini ducked under a wave sloshed from another quarter: bankruptcy proceedings over an allegedly unpaid loan of $34,768. Meanwhile, his radiantly blonde partner on a Stromboli idyl nine seething years ago, twice-married Cinemactress Ingrid Bergman, 42, confirmed that she would make another try at happiness for two-"as soon as it's legally possible." If an annulment decree from Roberto is granted, she will wed her off-camera companion of more recent days, Swedish Impresario Lars Schmidt. Open-armed for his new daughter was Lars...
...wheeled into the operating room. There, with two assisting surgeons, he assessed the damage: four broken ribs, possibly a broken fibula (calf bone), a ten-inch gash from the right ear, which was ripped open, through the area of the parotid gland and carotid artery almost to the armpit. The outlook: muy grave-critical...
With the bleeding Bienvenida, Surgeon Giménez Guinea wasted no time on such trivia as ribs, tackled immediately the ear-to-armpit wound that had exposed nerves and arteries in the neck. He had no time to prepare the patient for surgery; that is a luxury Giménez Guinea rarely enjoys. He told an assistant to inject antibiotics. Then he went to work with especially sharp, small scalpels with interchangeable blades of razor steel. Don Luis trimmed away dead tissue, sewed the edges of healthy tissue together, dusting the wound with germ-killing sulfa drugs. The most urgent...
...close by, unable to hear the survivors' frantic calls for help, which were swallowed in the roars of the still raging sea and wind. In the damaged lifeboat, five men died of exhaustion and exposure during the next 54 hours. By the third morning the remaining five, living armpit-deep in water, were almost too weak to move. That afternoon, as if by magic, the great steel bow of the U.S. Isbrandtsen Co. freighter Saxon loomed almost directly over their heads, framed by a rainbow as a sudden rain squall cut into the sunlight. Minutes later, the five survivors...