Word: girls
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...midnight Detroit and the towns for miles around were alive with search parties. Police loudspeakers blared down the streets, calling her name, exhorting families to search their houses for the girl. Boy Scouts and soldiers hunted the swamps and thickets of the countryside...
Bandleader Starways, Singer Carmen Ramos and six others were killed outright. Among the 70 injured was a 19-year-old girl who had both legs blown off. Far into the night, ambulances sped back and forth to the hospitals, their sirens wailing in the deathlike silence of the curfewed city. Coming at the end of a week of Moslem rebel terror that had already taken the lives of 16 Europeans and wounded more than 150, the outrage at the Casino de la Corniche was more than most French could stand...
...Casbah. Hot-tempered students and war veterans ordered a general protest strike. Roaming the city in small commando units, some on motor scooters with girl friends behind, they forced shopkeepers out of stores, stopped buses and trolleys, ordering passengers to descend, poured into post offices, telling employees to quit or be beaten up. Police looked on. The riot fever reached its peak following the burial of Singer Carmen Ramos. Some 1,500 teen-agers started back to town after the ceremony, shouting "Algeria is French!"-"Death to the Assassins!" Joined by other Europeans-gangs of poor Italians and Spaniards from...
...fell in love with the 16-year-old daughter of a mill hand (she had gone to work in the mill herself at the age of ten). In his first novel, Baring-Gould described the experience: "He felt the peace of his mind was bound up with that little girl. How this had come about he could not tell. And now, his heart was full of strange cravings, his soul yearning with indescribable earnestness for one who was not his equal in station and education...
...emotional refuge, says one character sardonically, "the Miss Lonelyhearts are the priests of twentieth-century America." The mail brings the daily semiliterate confessions of horror. "Dear Miss Lonelyhearts," one letter begins: "I am sixteen years old now and I dont know what to do ... When I was a little girl it was not so bad because I got used to the kids on the block makeing fun of me, but now I would like to have boy friends like the other girls and go out Saturday nites. but no boy will take me because I was born without a nose...