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Both statements have lisped from the pale, thin lips of Bee County's Sheriff Robert Vail Ennis. And both statements have been roughly true. Day or night a lady could sashay unmenaced up Beeville's streets, past the cream stuccoed Kohler Hotel, the Blue Bonnet Café, and the two-story buff brick jail where Sheriff Ennis lives with his wife and daughter and keeps evildoers under lock...
...life at Colombey is the simple one of a dedicated, single-minded man. He gets up at 8, breakfasts on café au lait, brown bread, a little butter and jam, then tackles his mail and newspapers. The food served at lunch is simple and the wine is an inexpensive vin rosé served from a carafe, but the meal is a leisurely one, lasting one and a half or two hours, and topped off by brandy, cigars and conversation. Malraux or Soustelle is often there, and nearly every top Government man from Ramadier down has been to Colombey...
...Paris Siqueiros became convinced that French-style art was bad, and that Mexicans like Diego Rivera were blind to follow it. Shouting over the wine in Montmartre cafés, Siqueiros gradually formulated a theory to support his furious conviction. He found backers for a short-lived magazine, Vida Americana, in which he fired the opening gun of a fight to make art as useful, well-engineered and open to the public as an up-to-date subway system. "Now," wrote Siqueiros disgustedly, looking at the art around him, "we draw silhouettes with pretty colors...
Manhattan's Café Society Downtown isn't the first place Nellie has crowded with admirers. People have been listening to her ever since she was eight, when she played the organ in the Baptist Church in her home town of Lake Charles...
Screamed tough, wiry Communist Leader Otello Barbi: "You cornacchiacce, you dirty black ravens, you always turn everything into an instrument of propaganda in your favor. You just want all poor to be forced to sign on to the parish list." Salvatore Gallo, a stocky Christian Democrat, rose from his café table in the square: "You volponaccio rosso, you sly red fox, you know very well that the parish helps all the poor. It's only that you want the poor to be forced to come to you Communists." Barbi rushed up: "You lying cornacchia, we think only...