Word: neat
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...struggling artist (there were several in the building), the spy hung the studio walls with his own well-executed paintings-a wide-hipped nude, Harlem street scenes, an oil portrait that markedly resembled Khrushchev-stocked up on mystery novels and books on Degas and Van Gogh, sipped his brandy neat at the nearby Music Box bar. He read the local papers and, occasionally, The New Yorker. Sometimes he helped the building janitor make wiring repairs. Said one bemused neighbor later: "He didn't look as if he had a nickel. You'd never take...
...critics have long accused of living in winter off the nut he stores up in summer, was awash in the unrehearsed confusion of a sprawling, winter-weight marathon ballyhooed by NBC as the "new" Tonight. Contorting his rubber-band lips around his familiar pipestem and some spottily diverting japes, neat, dumpling-cheeked Jack Paar, 39, glibly scared up a little offbeat fun and flapdoodle-something that the gossipists who succeeded Kovacs and Steve Allen were notably unable to do. Despite first-week jitters, technical flaps, occasional lapses into tedium, and a mummer's parade of station-break plugs (Dorothy...
Last week the 8,471,637 inhabitants of Tokyo's 789 square miles* were hurtling to and from their homes and offices in 900 overcrowded tramcars, 860 jammed buses, 14.3 miles of pin-neat subway tunnels, 240,000 autos, and 12,451 desperately driven taxis, popularly known as "kamikazes." To enforce the law in their burgeoning metropolis, Tokyoites have the services of 22,334 policemen (now equipped with nightsticks and U.S.-made .38-cal. revolvers instead of swords). One of the police force's biggest headaches: a spreading rash of crimes of violence by the spiv and Teddy...
...British sculptor ever to achieve so exalted an international reputation.* To his white-walled, red-roofed house on the outskirts of Much Hadham in Hertfordshire, about 30 miles north of London, come visitors of all nations on pilgrimage. They are led down a garden path past herbaceous borders and neat rows of vegetables to emerge suddenly in an open field. Against this lush background stand some weather-beaten perennials (opposite), Moore's abstractions, scooped-out females, spatulate King and Queen, draped Reclining Figure...
...clock of a steamy hot morning, and the bums and drunks on Manhattan's Bowery were sitting in the doorways, just staring. The neat young stranger approached an unshaven old one. "Hello there," he said. "I'm Billy Graham...