Word: fronte
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...came around and took the neon beer sign out of the flyspecked windows. Somehow, it seemed, Sam had betrayed free enterprise. An organization of restaurant owners muttered that Sam might not be cutting his beer, but he was cutting his throat. The Bartenders Union threw a picket line in front of the place because it was nonunion...
Bulganin has been a faithful party henchman since the Revolution, mostly in administrative duties of various sorts. He is not a Red Army career man; when the Germans invaded Russia in 1941 he was appointed political commissar on the Moscow front, and in 1942 when the city was saved he was handed high military rank. He took over from Stalin himself as Minister of Armed Forces in 1947. Vasilevsky, a medal-shingled career soldier who came to the top in the war, distinguished himself at Sevastopol, Voronezh, Stalingrad...
...followers of assassinated Premier Aung San (TIME, July 28, 1947). Recently the P.V.O. has shown signs that it was willing to cooperate with the government. Government officials show up regularly at the Rangoon Turf Club to instill public confidence, badly shaken by the sound of gunfire from the Insein front ten miles away. Last week racegoers gossiped hopefully of the current visit of P.V.O. General Bo La Yaung (his name means "Officer Moonshine") to the government's army chief, Bo Ne Win ("Officer Sunshine"), who rarely misses a Sunday at the track...
...bigger hotels in the Bermuda Hotel Assn. (president: Sir Howard Trott). This was less than Miami or Nassau charge, but far more than people paid in Bermuda's prewar horse & buggy days. Some of the fanciest price-boosting had occurred along Hamilton's staid Front and Queen Streets. Trimingham Bros, asked $24.24 for English flannel slacks that sold prewar...
...there came a time when Rivera pooh-poohed Picasso: mere cubism was not enough. Diego's rebellion began one fine morning in 1918, he recalls: "I was just coming out of a cubist show at the Rosenberg gallery when a fruit vendor passed in front of me in the sunshine, pushing a little wagon full of peaches. The sight was so much more beautiful than all those dry, thin abstractions inside the gallery. It made me want to paint the richness we can see and feel, not just intellectual constructions." Rivera was coming back to the maxims...