Word: freshing
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...columns moved into nearby truck-farming areas, fresh vegetables disappeared from the city's open-air markets. Shanghai's fishing fleet lay idle at the docks. The price of yellow fish, one of the city's staple foods, jumped six times in one day; then the fish all but vanished from the market. By night the incandescent white light of star shells blossomed periodically in the skies around Shanghai. Tracer shells splashed lines of red along the horizon. One shell hit a Standard Vacuum Oil Co. tank near the Whangpoo and 2,000 tons of gasoline went...
...miles from the Communist front lines southwest of Shanghai, in the city's smartest residential section, a fresh-faced young Chinese officer stood before a bluff, hearty Englishwoman. Behind him stood several soldiers, holding baskets of wood shavings. They had come to burn down Mrs. Gladys Hawkings' house because it was "in the line of fire." Said firm, 58-year-old Mrs. Hawkings: "Young man, I was living in this house before you were born. This is my home and I intend to stay...
...climaxed ten short years of railroading for William N. Deramus III, who is as big and brawny as a coal passer. Fresh out of Harvard Law in 1939, he started as a transportation department apprentice with the Wabash Railroad in St. Louis, two years later became assistant terminal master. During the war, as an Army major in India, he ran a ramshackle railroad which carried supplies to the Ledo Road. Said he: "After I got through with that line I was about ready to become a truck driver...
...Dostoevsky observed none of the rules; he wrote about whatever he pleased at whatever length he pleased, and he wrote sloppily and badly, seldom troubling to whip his pieces into coherent shape. Diary is a vast jumble of rants, stories, articles, sketches, criticisms, polemics-some completely dated, some as fresh and troubling as The Brothers Karamazov...
...Lamont beat down on the back of his neck, the Vagabond merged himself slowly with his surroundings. The Kentucky Derby, the Term Bill, the grey flannels that needed pressing--all worldly items left his mind as he felt himself received into an aesthetic oneness with Lamont, its books, and fresh, circulating air. The book slid from his grasp, down his leg to stop inside his pants cuff, the last mundane thought slipped from his conscious. Vag was having an aesthetic experience...