Word: caf
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...people scratch a living from the collectivized soil; most of Albania's farm villages and mountain towns have changed little in the last century. Garbage flows through an open gutter cut in the middle of narrow streets; hawk-nosed men sip Turkish coffee in dim cafés while their women shoulder heavy loads of wood and barrels of scarce water. Along with the traditional poverty are Communist posters plugging Dictator Enver Hoxha's slogan: "Build socialism with a pickax in one hand and a gun in the other...
...passing French photographer did a double take. There, dressed in checkered sport coat and dark slacks, and looking unfamiliar out of his Air Force blue, sat NATO's retiring Supreme Allied Commander Europe, General Lauris Norstad, 55, taking his ease at a small café in tiny Marnes-la-Coquette near his French headquarters for twelve years. The youthful-looking general, who is quitting as of Nov. 1 due partly to a heart condition, has been a military nomad so long that he has no home of his own. He has not decided what to do-after the first...
Usually he is alone, brooding over the collapse of his financial empire (TIME, June 22) in the aftermath of Wall Street's Blue Monday skid. But last week Eddy had a companion-handsome, French-born Olivier Coquelin, 32. Coquelin is the manager of a Manhattan cafè society watering spot called Le Club, where Eddy, bedazzled by a "board of governors" that includes Noel Coward, Rex Harrison and the Duke of Bedford, was an eager member. Said the loyal Olivier: "I have come to see zat Eddee does not go to zee dogs...
...California, only 30 of the 3,000 shacks, homes, cafés, rock museums, orchards and summer camps had a right to their place in the nation's woodlands. In Idaho, two squatters' towns rested near the nudist camp. In Washington, another squatters' town was defiantly if quaintly called Liberty...
...wild, mountainous Asturias coal country of northern Spain, thousands of miners trooped back to work last week. But in many a town, the cafés and shabby little restaurants were still full of dark, rugged men who stubbornly refused to return to the pits. There were still no demonstrations, no agitation, no violence in this biggest strike wave to sweep through Spain in the 24 years of Dictator Francisco Franco's rule...