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Grins & Giggles. In Mexico City, Bullfighter Paco Gorraez heard the news in a cafe. "By God," he said, "but the old owl can really fly!" Then he strode across the café, confronted TIME Reporter Rafael Delgado Lozano, who had persuaded him not to bet on Harry Truman. Expertly, he punched Expert Lozano in the nose...
...thing, New York "society" has never been able to shut its top drawer (as more settled towns have, or pretend to have); socialites, cafe socialites, climbers and hangers-on buzz across the city's night life like a queenless swarm. But the hard fact was that the debut was becoming an anachronism. In a less strident day, when children were seen and not heard, a debut was at least as significant as the unveiling of a civic monument. If it uncovered nothing the audience had not seen before, it was at least official and marked the removal...
...Saturday night and early Sunday, special trains and rumbling trucks disgorged comrades from the hinterland. By noon, Rome's streets were jammed with perspiring, singing men, women & children-most of them wearing red bandannas and clutching lunch hampers. Brazenly they occupied chairs and tables in sidewalk cafes, opened their lunches and nibbled leisurely, tossing melon rinds and bread crusts into the streets. Outraged cafe owners cursed the invaders. The comrades only laughed: "This is the people...
...searching for scrap paper, cloth, bits of metal and cigarette butts. Cats & dogs dropped in for tidbits. Not far from the Pantheon, the traditional rendezvous of Roman cats, a spinsterish old woman called pleadingly to her bloated black & white cat, which feasted from a rubbish heap. In a nearby cafe, brawny comrades jeered. The old woman turned on them: "If the poor thing dies from indigestion, you will be to blame, you rebels...
...Cali, defiant squads roamed the streets carrying thermos jugs, passing out coffee free to all. In Bogota's Cafe El Dorado, a grey-maned lawyer declaimed: "They're trying to tax a tradition-aye, exploit friendship itself!" In La Botella de Oro, a young sculptor shouted: "The birthright of all Bogotanos-a harmless vice, our oldest tradition. Double the price? No hay derecho! (They have no right...