Word: breasts
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...every Frenchman's breast lurks a passion more potent, if possible, than his love of the franc or good food. Its outward and visible symbol is the bicycle, but the emotions that bicycling inspires in France have little to do with transportation or exercise. For priests, market-bound peasants, bankers who would sooner pedal than be chauffeured, bicycling is a way to dream and drift in dignity, to twirl life like a long-stemmed glass of Alsace wine. "Vive le vélo, un ami de l'homme" proclaims an affectionate Norman toast: "Long live the bike...
...feel it in my breast...
...also like São Paulo-on a giant scale. Loyal supporters seeking patronage soon discovered their mistake. "But after all, Mr. President," said one old politico, "where is my place in your government?" Replied Quadros, placing his hand on his breast: "Your place is here, in my heart." Quadros found a more practical place for Carlos Castello Branco, a political reporter whom he grilled for more than two hours on the frailties of 30 top politicians. "Castello, you have a dirty tongue," said Jânio after the grilling. Next day, he hired him as his press chief...
...only Ralph Rackstraw hums a little. Babies hum at the breast, and mothers hum while rocking them. Children hum at play; workmen hum at work. No company is without its office hummer who strides the halls humming his favorite pop or Paganini. Pablo Casals hums while playing the cello. Why do humans hum? In the current Journal of Auditory Research, a psychiatrist offers a couple of answers...
...Peter Ostwald, 33, of the University of California School of Medicine, has for three years been studying human sounds. Ostwald says in effect that humans hum to soothe themselves mentally. Humming is frequently prompted by one of two subconscious impulses: 1) to achieve a back-to-the-breast association with mother, and its consequent feeling of security, or 2) to block out extraneous sounds when one is trying to concentrate...