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...Walter Matsinger arrived 2½ years ago, as he was stalled in a bumper-to-bumper traffic jam on his way home from work as a carpenter's apprentice in Philadelphia. "This is it," Matsinger said to himself. He knew that he had to leave the city, to flee its crime, its pollution and impersonality, its high social anger. Suddenly, he recalls, "the whole area where I grew up seemed old and drab." Bachelor Matsinger went home, packed and headed for the Southwest. Today he is happily settled in Tucson, Ariz., where he works as a mason...
...angel of extermination," as Anne Frank called Mengele in her diary, was not arrested after the war. He lived openly in Bavaria until 1951, when pressure to bring him to justice forced his retreat to the havens of Argentina and Paraguay. Only when Israeli agents came hunting did he flee to the cover of a German settlement in the Paraguayan jungle. Presumably he is still there, drinking Chilean Riesling and reminiscing about the Third Reich...
...residents, the plans signify a lack of faith on Hill's part. Some of them say they believe the proposal will no doubt be forced through, making them flee their neighborhood for no good reason and then have to pay substantially for it later...
...meal keep trying to attach their snouts to a human's skin despite inevitable smushing. When the human falls asleep, skeeter entrepreneurs erect oil wells and canning factories to the gruntlement (that's the opposite of disgruntlement) of skeeters everywhere. But the human wakes up, and the gibbering insects flee to the sanctuary of a church, where the Great Fickle Finger of the Lord juts down and promises impending doom to the prostrate bugs. But one audacious mosquito looks up, casts a few furtive glances around like Patty Hearst in a bank, and latches on to the Finger...
...time many friends predicted I would stay perhaps a year or two and then would flee rather than be devoured by the hostile beast lurking inside every large corporation which, according to the folklore then current, would pounce upon anyone showing the least inclination toward independent thought, word, deed or dress. That folklore, chronicled in books like "The Man in the Gray Flannel Suit," "The Organization Man," and "Life in the Crystal Palace," was, I think, absurdly overdrawn. In any event, I did not encounter the beast...