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...there no statesmen of stature in Europe today? "Cher monsieur," he answered with a rare grin, "the novel is in bad shape today, and so is Europe. We are not finishing our novels, and God is not putting the finishing touches on great men. The last of the great men of our day is Mao, and he is not in Europe...
...foreign policy adviser. Normally, such a request from a relatively unimportant visitor would be brushed aside as an intrusion on Kissinger's carefully rationed tune. Yaacobi's appointment, however, was promptly arranged for 4 p.m. that same day. Recalling the incident last week with a grin, Yaacobi explained: "I guess that's what you call having...
...helicopter crew chiefs. I was pissed off; screwed around the rest of the time; you know, marked time until I got out. I liked flying though; never had to kill anybody, just brought ammunition to people who did and took out our dead ones," he said, breaking into a grin. "Anyway, I been hassling for a few months now, one factory after another, never save any money, too many bills; it got so my old lady and I were skimping on food, man. That's fucking crazy, you know? So I just said fuck it; went out and bought steaks...
When he looked at the exposed leg, a broad grin crept over his clean-shaven face. Oblivious of the girl's tortured movements, he beckoned his assistant over to the bed. "Mira," he said, and began to laugh. "El trabajo del brujo." The work of the witch. He pointed to the streaks of tobacco dye that covered the bruises on the girl's leg. An expert in herbal medicine in the girl's village had applied the tobacco in line with an ancient tradition that prescribes herbal cures for injuries of all kinds. The girl, her leg still swollen with...
...amigo, to take more, but I had heard stories of men going blind in World War II from drinking wood alcohol. I politely declined. I stood awkwardly for a moment, trying to think of how I could communicate my thanks to them. Then the one on the right, whose grin set off a symphony of deeply-worn money. So this was their game. No, I said, not me, I'm only a poor student. I gave them a last smile and then hurried...