Word: curfew
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Armed with shotguns, Magnums, carbines and clubs, teams of men sweep the streets, enforcing a 10 p.m. to 6 a.m. curfew for everyone under 18. Citizens cower behind the barricaded doors of their own homes, listening to the shots and shouts that punctuate the night air. The city is not Beirut or Belfast but Detroit, whose agonies are every bit as real and whose conflicts seem equally impossible to eradicate...
...they must face apartheid constantly and always carry the "reference book" that Soweto-born Poet Mtshali calls "the document of my existence." These passbooks−which must be produced, on threat of jail, whenever a policeman demands one−include photographs, place of residence, employer, taxes paid and special curfew privileges if any. The average black salary in Johannesburg is $140 a month, only slightly more than the cost of living for a family of five in the box houses of Soweto. Average white salaries, in contrast, are at least five times higher. If Sowetoians are lucky, they may advance...
...candidates in municipal elections sponsored by Jerusalem last month. Since February, West Bank towns have been rocked almost daily by protest strikes and demonstrations. With government permission-"We must maintain law and order," Premier Yitzhak Rabin insists-troops broke up demonstrations roughly and cordoned off whole towns under curfew. Seven West Bank Arabs have been killed so far in clashes between soldiers and demonstrators...
January 2--A slight case of the flu kept me in bed for New Year's Day, but Enrique went out drinking, and told me that the curfew had been relaxed to 3:30 a.m., but that there were police and soldiers with their sub-machine guns on almost every street corner. The curfew, which continues more than two years after the coup, usually begins at 1 a.m. and ends at 5:30 a.m.; anyone caught in the streets between those hours is taken directly to jail for the night...
...drunk and Pablo cut his arm and my arm and symbolically mixed our blood, a bit theatrical but it seemed appropriate at the time. We parted on a darkened street corner just before the curfew and swore we would see each other again...