Word: budapests
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Budapest, a current folk tale has it that a peasant came to the city, approached a policeman, and asked him the way to Stefania Street. "It's not Stefania Street now," answered the cop, "it's been changed to Voroshilov Street." The peasant then asked how to find Italia Street. "You go that way," said the policeman, "but its new name is Vishinsky Street." The peasant inquired about Vigado Square. "You'll pass it on your way," said the policeman, "but you must call it Molotov Square." Some time later the policeman, crossing a bridge over...
...night in Beirut, neon signs glared garishly before such nightspots as Maxim's, Harry's Bar and the tinseled Kit Kat Club, where a burnished blonde from Budapest chanted defiantly: "Bingle, bangle, bungle, I'm so happy in the jungle, I refuse to go." In the black sky overhead, Aldebaran, Betelgeuse and Rigel blazed as brightly as they had centuries before when Arab herdsmen first gave them their names...
Beethoven: String Quartet No. 16 (the Paganini Quartet; Victor, 6 sides). Here, in Beethoven's last great quartet, is the kind of music that Pianist Artur Schnabel describes as "better than it can be played." The Paganini Quartet version is almost the equal of the old Budapest String Quartet performance; the recording is much better...
...shabby Manhattan brownstone. An archduchess turned dressmaker, a Habsburg turned salesman, a jurist peddling candy, a ballet dancer spewing venom, a famous playwright and actress (Oscar Homolka & Lili Darvas) on their uppers-they are bitter and sweet, grumbling and gallant, some taking misfortune in their stride, some wearing Budapest on their sleeve. In time most of them find their mate or their metier; while those whom the immigration authorities threaten with tragedy are saved by a phone call to Bernard Baruch...
...Communist Budapest, where the shadow of the Kremlin grows longer and blacker every day, they were telling an old story* to cheer themselves up. Two workers, Erno and Lajos (Magyar for Pat & Mike), were discussing whether life under the people's republic was better than the old days. "Obviously it is," said Erno. "Why?" asked Lajos. "Well," said Erno, "in the old days you lived in a cold, dirty flat, ate a few crusts of bread for breakfast, and then shivered on the street waiting for a tram. After a long, hard day you returned to your flat...