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...back gate of the plant. He enters his ground-floor office, a drab room whose walls are bare except for a few scattered snapshots of former Rubery Owen union officials. Spoiling for the day to begin, he makes his first phone call to a works manager. When it goes unanswered, Peach thunders: "Management is just getting out of bloody...
...small crowd waiting to get inside 142 Marietta Street, one of four Atlanta job insurance offices of the Georgia department of labor. There is not much to do except try to keep dry. At 8 a.m. the door is unlocked, and the crowd enters in an orderly manner. The ground-floor room is cavernous, a styleless box with a checkered floor and long counters across the far end. Within an hour, 300 people are queued more or less neatly in six lines at the counters...
...spirited wife took more than a cultural interest in the fun-loving young artists of the Saint-Tropez jet set. Third Republic President Félix Fauré achieved a kind of instant canonization in 1899, when it was learned that he died performing his amorous arts in a ground-floor room at the Elysée. The liaison amoureuse, in fact, is as venerable and popular an institution in Paris as the Comédie Française-the government-subsidized theater that has traditionally provided sinecures for aspiring young actresses willing to serve overtime as political mistresses...
...right to expect fine detail from Mies, and the Houston museum is no letdown; every junction is the vehicle of his meticulousness, proclaiming that a millimeter's change in the thickness of a mullion flange would read as a loss. The ground-floor film and lecture theater, with its black seats and dark teak rear wall, is a jewel of sober, lucid design. But on the large scale, all this is lost. Apart from the Houston Astrodome, one could barely imagine a less sympathetic space for showing art than Mies' vast curving hall, longer than a football field...
...often, flirting with other women, leaving each one of them in turn for another at the succeeding dinner party. I had to take care of the spurned one, who came to me shamelessly complaining about Paulus' faithlessness, which amused me ... [Paulus] had a studio away from our ground-floor apartment, on the third floor under the roof. One evening he called the maid, a very attractive brunette, to bring some wine. Later, I found them standing before my bedroom in the middle of the night, talking in dark tones, she in a kimono of mine that I had given...