Word: caf
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...Customers are photographed coming out of Jewish shops. Placards announcing 'Jews not wanted' are displayed in cafés and restaurants. 'Jewish students enter here at their own risk,' reads a notice at the door of the Technical School. Jews cannot attend the theatre, opera or motion pictures without risk of insult. Oldtime friends are afraid to visit or greet them in the street. Nowhere else are they so cut off from normal life or subjected to such economic boycott and social ostracism...
...west bank. All Budapest joined the usual peekaboo chase after H. R. H.-all except the rickety old Hungarian aristocrats who spend their days steaming stark naked in the hot springs pool of Gellert's Municipal Baths in Buda.* There, far from the grand hotels and cafés of Pest where Edward was disporting himself, the old Magyars went on stewing in their own sweat, with an occasional spot of tea or Tokay...
...cars a block long. Finally someone had the bright idea of telling him about Gellert's bath for men only. Edward posted to Gellert's as fast as he could, stripped, had a hot soak. Word spread quickly and all Budapest society flocked to the hotel café. But H. R. H. was satisfied where he was. When tea time came, he too had tea brought into the men's bath, like the morose old Magyars staring at him dully through the mist...
...Captain Justice, no member of the British expeditionary force but a onetime British officer and automobile racer who had enlisted in the Saar international police, drove his friend the Earl of Aylesford and a German girl named Käthe Braun home after a high time in a café. Swinging his car around a corner he climbed the sidewalk, ran over the foot of a Frau Steig. Immediately the street was full of caterwauling Germans. Captain Justice whipped out his service revolver, fired two shots. One slightly injured a bystander. Hysterical Saarlanders furiously beat Justice, pummeled the Earl...
...Germany, and was teaching in the University of Leipzig when the War called him to the Russian front. Settled in Vienna after the Armistice, he has lived there quietly ever since, proclaiming in poems, essays, plays and novels his tragic philosophy: the brotherhood of man. Great frequenter of cafés, he is fond of lapsing into Oriental calm, seeking inspiration while in that state. Beethoven-locked, corpulent, 44, Author Werfel is known in Austria primarily as a poet. Some of his U. S.-translated novels: Verdi, The Man Who Conquered Death, Class Reunion...