Word: junking
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...barred window, clutching their appalling array of tattered goods, come junkies, alkies, homosexuals, whores and pimps, as well as the faceless poor. Reflecting on his part in these endless, trivial transactions. Sol Nazerman, the Harlem pawnbroker, "became filled with the idea that he was building a tower of junk, struggling and draining himself to amass nothing . . . For him the core of life was there in all its reality: brutal, wretched, and grasping...
...model, due next year, will lift only 100). Though some of the planes on display were already known to Western aviation experts, and others were simply old models with new touches, the flypast made bunk out of Nikita's boast that Russia had consigned its warplanes to junk. Judging by what they saw, Western observers concluded that the Russians are roughly on a par with the U.S. in the quality of their fighters, clearly ahead in variety, if not quantity, of supersonic bombers...
...unique movement called Epi-Hab, short for "epileptic rehabilitation." Epi-Hab has opened four miniature factories in which epileptics prove to themselves and to industry that they can man an assembly line. Says Epi-Hab's founder, Los Angeles Psychologist Frank Risch: "Epileptics are not human junk...
Escape to "Little Italy." The son of a poor Lithuanian bargemaster, Zorach was taken to America when he was four, eventually settled in the "little Italy" district of Cleveland. While his father peddled junk, young William peddled newspapers, quit school at 13, became an apprentice lithographer. He saved his money, got to New York and finally to Paris, where he fell under the spell of the Fauvists (the Wild Beasts) and the cubists. He placed a painting in New York's history-making 1913 Armory Show ("We were modern, wildly modern"), but he quickly came to realize that...
...recent Sunday the quiet of a back street in Brooklyn was shattered by an automobile crash that left both cars heaps of twisted junk. "Very satisfying," said the man with the tape recorder. His boss disagreed. "It has presence," he admitted solemnly, "but the thump is missing. Let's try it again...