Word: jarringly
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...kanchalia dharam, the women place their upper garments in a large earthenware jar and, after all have feasted and drunk, each man draws out a garment and goes off with its owner, regardless of her marital ties...
...Picasso's cluttered studio, presented him with an armful of presents sent to Uncle Pablo by Doña Lola and her children. With chuckles of delight, the 73-year-old Picasso untied an old shoe box and pulled out a bright red earthenware piggy bank, unwrapped a jar of fruit paste, an envelope of Jordan almonds from the butcher shop ("That's Spain. One buys bonbons at the butcher's," commented Picasso), a tissue paper filled with cotton seeds ("Just what we need here!"). Picasso glanced eagerly at the family photographs, turned the occasion into...
...picture of the Ruhr reeks of human ruin. Its smells jar the senses; its sounds are grotesque. Böll writes with simple beauty, but often he treats despair with that detailed evenness that the dull st of The New Yorker writers apply to domestic crises in suburban Connecticut. And sometimes Author Böll's sense of the macabre runs amuck. As Kate tells Fred that she is pregnant again, the druggists outside the hotel are applauding a flight of small planes that drop contraceptive ads followed by red rubber toy storks with broken necks...
...dirt. His workers broke into Paestum's "sacred precinct," surrounded by a wall of massive square boulders. Inside they found a small, hut-shaped temple. The interior walls were of stucco; on the floor were a rust-corroded iron bedstead and a set of ornate, gilded bronze water jars. Each jar, decorated with figures of female heads, sphinxes, rams and serpents, was filled with an amber-colored, resinlike substance: solidified honey. Presumably distilled from the nectar of Paestum's famed roses, the 2,500-year-old honey was the classic sacrifice to Hera. The temple was probably devoted...
...Often the bottom of the sea is a desert with nothing to show that man has ever sailed over it, but sometimes an encrusted object looks somehow suspicious to Diolé's well-educated eye. Diolé investigates. He finds a chunk of Carrara marble or a graceful jar that was intended to carry syrupy wine to some homesick outpost near the Pillars of Hercules. Or he finds a forgotten concrete jetty built by Roman engineers to protect the harbor of a busy city that is now a fishing village...