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...mother, little Gail became part of a new and vibrant phase of black bourgeois life, in which respectability became the dancing partner of chic. As Lena moved up in the world, displaying her flawless cheekbones and elegant diction at bistros from New York's Cafe Society to Hollywood's Little Troc, she and her daughter crossed most of the boundaries set up by racial discrimination. Sailing on ''every ship of the French Line,'' they mingled offstage with the celebrities Lena had enchanted onstage in London and Paris --the Laurence Oliviers, Noel Coward, Yves Montand, Edith Piaf--until Lena herself became...
Nearby in Qadisiya district, tables of older men crowd the sidewalk of a cafe, smoking water pipes and socializing. In Harithiya, the coils of barbed wire on a patch of grass have been tossed aside, and a group of school-age boys now play soccer in its midst; on the same street, a cluster of teenage girls stand, giggling together under a street lamp - which, miraculously, is working. By day, the affluent Karada district bustles with life. Old storefronts - their glass once blown out by explosions and now replaced - display grandiose chandeliers for sale, dripping in crystal...
...Minuscule menu print has become so commonplace that some restaurants, such as Eleven Madison Park and the Union Square Cafe in New York City, offer reading glasses for guests who need them, in the same way other restaurants offer dinner jackets. They do so not because their menus are poorly designed, which they are not, but because some guests, particularly those with declining vision, have grown accustomed to using reading glasses in dim light for menus with fine print. In Baltimore, an eye-care firm launched a program called MenuMates providing upscale area restaurants four pairs of reading glasses...
...still be the place to be seen in northern Mitrovica, but the riverside cafe no longer oozes a sense of imminent danger. It was tense, this past winter, when Kosovo declared independence from Serbia, and La Dolce Vita's regulars gathered in a tense silence, sipping slivovitz plum brandy, smoking, and waiting for the news from Belgrade. As the Serb capital was gripped by violent protests that included an attempt to torch the U.S. embassy, life became in Mitrovica became dangerous for Serbian and foreign journalists covering local demonstrations: Several had their cameras smashed; some were beaten. A Serb reporter...
...were not obeying orders from Belgrade. But not any more." As he spoke, a NATO soldier on the far side of the river raised his binoculars and leveled them on the caf?. The soldier's view would have taken in a group of ex-bridgewatchers lounging around the cafe, but also three young women in tight jeans and moonshaped dark glasses perched on stools, taking the sun. An imperturbable waiter, who has seen harder times, brought chilled glasses of freshly squeezed orange juice. Even in this reliably bitter corner of the Balkans, life may be getting sweeter...