Word: odore
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Mount Clemens, Mich., a former spa still reminded of its past by the faint odor of sulphur water, civic morale has been bolstered by the erection of the $350,000 headquarters of the Mount Clemens Federal Savings & Loan Association. Architects Meathe, Kessler & Associates of Grosse Pointe, designed a graceful concrete hat with upturned brim, decorated it with plastic skylights, and surrounded it with fountains and gardens...
...years No. 8 Schleichstrasse was like any other house on the suburban Bonn hillside called Venusberg. Everything was always spick-and-span, and from the kitchen came the odor of Bavarian stew. No. 8's occupant, a chubby, rumpled man with pink bulging face and bulging briefcase, went to the office each morning, returned each evening, like so many hard-working businessmen of the district...
...heroines are eight nice girls, all or conceivably all of them Episcopalian at some time or another (one needs a revolutionary statistician to set these matters straight), all of them Upper-Middle Class and all of them civilized to that point of Christless High Church rectitude whose communal odor is a cress between Ma Griffe and contraceptive jelly...
Sartre plunges earthily to the center of all this confusion. "Seeking excitement and pleasure," he explains, "Genet starts enveloping himself in his images as a polecat envelops itself in its odor." Darling Daintyfoot and Divine are projections of Genet's imagination, conjured up to excite himself as he lay in his prison cell in 1942. Genet began to record these autoerotic visions on the paper that the prison provided its inmates to manufacture paper bags. A guard burned the writing. Genet began again. The final result was Our Lady of the Flowers...
...Jackson, the "People's President," spent $50,000 removing every trace of aristocratic John Quincy Adams. Among the furnishings added by Jackson were $250 worth of spittoons. For his last reception in 1837, Jackson set out a monstrous 1,400-lb. cheese in the main entrance hall; the odor, it was said, lasted well into the next administration...