Word: palme
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Palm Springs, Calif., at the convention of the Aircraft Owners and Pilots Association, 150 wives were taking a seven-day course in handling and landing a light plane. Some, such as Judy Parker, even brought their children-present and future. Nobody mentioned the medical contingencies that lay behind the course, but it was obvious: the women flew from the copilot's seat, rather than the pilot's seat on the left, where regular students are taught. But the instruction, designed to undercut feminine fears and build confidence that they could handle a plane, was simple and optimistic enough...
...conscripts to sing The Cutty Wren, an old folk song of peasant revolt. It begins with the stilly calm of a Christmas carol, but as the stanzas become more aggressive, the conscripts improvise a louder and louder beat of spoon on glass, stick on stick, fist on palm. The powerful rhythmic din is the voice of the working class making itself heard, and the officers almost blanch at its menace...
...selection is huge: tripes a la mode de caen and cassoulet toulousain from France, passion fruit and paw-paw from Africa, canned minnows from Poland, hearts of palm from Brazil, 180 different varieties of honey, and Scandinavian sardines packed in six kinds of sauce. There are instant coffees from at least a score of countries, including Hungary and Arabia; there are quail eggs and cuttle fish (a member of the squid family) packed in their own ink. And there are betel nuts, which, excepting coffee and tea, rank as the most widely used narcotic in the world...
Habitually resplendent in a natty wool jacket, skirt and beaded cap, the paramount chief spends most of his time quaffing Simba beer and palm wine, the latter poured for him from a blue enamel teapot...
...indefinably tinctured with lust. "I saw her lying there on the cold basement floor, nude, on the cold basement floor, lovely, and over the horror of the fact washed the desire for the act, uncontrolled, it swept me under despite me, put the hatchet in my hand so my palm dreamed the hatchet's smooth wood pressing as the blade pulled its end down and I felt my arm come...