Word: parisian
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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Alone beside the double bed, the Parisian beauty stares in agony at the silent telephone. Why did her lover leave her? How can she live without him? At last the phone rings. She swoops it up-wrong number. Then it rings again-it is he. She answers gaily, full of chatter, only to be crushed by the news that he is about to marry. "This is the last line that still connects me to us," she sobs. But he is unmoved. After 45 shattering minutes, she hangs up, crying, "I love you, I love you, I love...
...amorous passion of a Maori courtesan is something quite different from the passivity of a Parisian cocotte-something "very different...
...opold-Sédar Senghor, 52, the grand old man of Senegalese politics, widely regarded as Africa's foremost intellectual. An opinionated and brilliant man, the son of wealthy Catholic parents, Senghor started his career as a teacher in the Parisian Lycée Louis-le-Grand, which traditionally gets the cream of Sorbonne graduates for its faculty. He fought with the French as an infantryman in World War II, joined the Resistance, became a literary lion in Paris after publication of his poems, Chantes d'Ombre. His second wife is a Frenchwoman. As one of the architects...
...gambling casino still earned enough francs to pay its share of the costs of government. To show their unconcern with events and their trust in their subjects, Prince Rainier and Princess Grace left their pink palazzo to attend a gala Monte Carlo performance of La Bonne Soupe, the touring Parisian comedy hit about prostitutes. Both their Serene Highnesses found it "very amusing...
...those Paris crow's nests where tea, scraps of food and family belongings are hoarded under beds and a running war is maintained with the concierge. Author Marsh, 36, who has some autobiographical credentials for her story, writes with authority about the grubby side of Parisian life, has woven the fly-by-night painters, writers and plain frauds into her story with the sureness of a Parisian landlady counting stitches into a sweater...