Word: golds
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...queen's hidden $32,000 treasure. They also made newsmen pay for everything they got. Prices ranged from 5,000 lire ($8) for a photograph of a gypsy weeping to 50,000 lire for a closeup of the queen herself. "For only 5,000 lire more," a gold-toothed, top-hatted elder told an Italian reporter, "you may touch the queen's hand and ask her anything you wish. Of course, we cannot guarantee that she will answer...
...blew, the men began to wail, the women shed their jewelry, and throughout the encampment the gypsies sipped a scalding special brew out of silver-plated cups. They dressed the queen in her best flowered skirt, put shiny new shoes on her feet, ringed her wrists and fingers with gold. Only a few minutes before, having received the last rites of the Roman Catholic Church, Queen Mimi had whispered, "Forgive whoever does wrong," and then closed her eyes forever...
...mile relay, Villanova set meet records in all three, became first team ever to win three relay titles three years in a row, first ever to win the mile four years in a row. The Delany himself set a four-year record for collecting relay hardware: ten first-place gold watches. ¶ After watching some older kids try out for the New York City Parks Department's yo-yo championship, Stephen Awerman, an eleven-year-old from Jamaica, L.I., decided that he could hold his own with the big boys. He spun his yo-yo through the required figures...
...penchant for drop-kicking the men and devil-dealing the ladies if he were not such a dandy among the consumer goods, a slave to "crude snob-cravings." The monocle glitters over the private-eyeful afforded by Agent Bond. He smokes Macedonian cigarettes marked with three gold rings. He drinks Dom Perignon champagne, drives a Bentley. At Blades, a posh St. James's Street club that he frequents, "no newspaper comes to the reading room before it has been ironed." He-Man Bond's bath water is scented with Floris Lime bath essence, while his babes splash self...
...Gold Thread. When his mother finally takes the boy to a Copenhagen specialist it is too late to do more than prolong his eyesight for a few years, but back home in the town concert hall it is still early enough for the boy to find an exciting new sense of vocation. A violin note spins out over the hushed audience, "thin and glittering like a gold thread in sunlight . . . the echo felt like a kind of weeping in one's chest. A weeping that could not be wept." At novel's end, with a profound sense...