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...Taylor prints, you'd never guess that the boys from '46 suffer from an acute lack of class consciousness. But that's exactly the problem that every one kept uneasily in the back of his mind when the organizers of this year's 25th Reunion sat down to map out their respective strategies nine months...

Author: By Gregg J. Kilday, | Title: The Class of '46 Meets the Class of '46 | 6/16/1971 | See Source »

...possibility for success, NATO would then invite the Communist countries to a full-dress conference, possibly in Copenhagen, that would start the bargaining process for a scale-down of the huge concentration of men and weaponry that is squared off and combat-ready in the heart of Europe (see map...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The World: NATO: The Bargaining Begins | 6/14/1971 | See Source »

...door open but no one inside. I was tired and sat down to read a book I had with me. About half an hour later, a man in a coat and tie arrived smiled at me politely and said hello. I responded likewise and asked if he had a map of the city. He responded, "No speak English, sorry." I repeated the question in French, which he understood. He seemed surprised at my question and answered, in French, that I could find such things as maps of the city at the American Embassy...

Author: By Peter Shapiro, | Title: Hitching Through Laos Or, When is a Trail Not a Trail? | 6/7/1971 | See Source »

...next need, after a map of Vientiane, was a place to stay. There are four hotels in Vientiane, all costing five dollars a night and over-a lot for that part of the world, and too much for travellers like me who try to spend next to nothing...

Author: By Peter Shapiro, | Title: Hitching Through Laos Or, When is a Trail Not a Trail? | 6/7/1971 | See Source »

...heard that I could stay in a Buddhist Wat, or temple, for free, so I looked on my new-found map for the nearest wat and asked a saffron robed monk if I could find temporary lodging in his temple. He ran inside to speak to the abbott and reappeared five minutes later. "Are you a hippie?" he asked me, straight-faced. "No," I replied, rather taken aback. He disappeared again, and after another five minute wait, told me I could stay...

Author: By Peter Shapiro, | Title: Hitching Through Laos Or, When is a Trail Not a Trail? | 6/7/1971 | See Source »

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