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Towards an end, covering the traffic islands with Kentucky bluegrass would be worse than useless. Squares and plazas are for people to move through and pavement is therefore necessary. But as Elizabeth Kassler wrote in Modern Gardens and the Landscape, it can be "pavement of such color, texture and pattern that it serves as antidote to the asphalt rather than continuation." Therefore the traffic islands ought to be paved with one of the many available materials which are at once visually interesting, less heat retentive than macadam and as or more functional and durable. Alternations of smooth and rough concrete...
True to Type. All over Paris, there were scenes reminiscent of the street battles of the Revolution of 1848 and the Paris Commune of 1871. On the Boulevard St. Germain, a workman dressed in blue overalls attacked the pavement with a heavy, pointed bar in an attempt to free the first paving stone, which would liberate the others. As soon as he had succeeded, a grandmotherly woman took her place in a line of Parisians that quickly formed to pass the stones to others who were building a barricade. On the Boulevard St. Michel, a student sat atop the barricade...
...result of mounting public pressure, the state prosecutor launched an investigation into the 1948 death of Foreign Minister Jan Masaryk. The official explanation of Masaryk's death was that he had committed suicide by jumping to the pavement from his third-floor bathroom window. Researchers in recent years have collected considerable evidence indicating that the Communists shoved Masaryk to his death. The liberals are determined to examine all available details of the case...
Councilor Alfred E. Vellucci also criticized the cuts in money for sewers and claimed that he had personally discovered several fake sewers in Cambridge. One of these, at Third and Otis Streets, was merely a grating set in the pavement with no drainage area below, according to Vellucci...
...simple bourgeois shot of the Prudential looking calm like Sunday morning and the sports page. On the pavement three dark figures from an ominous Other World spin a tiny street caper. Cut away and up through telephone wires to a rolling grey sky. Then abruptly to a bloodless flower child running running running along Graduate-white walls, down the empty spaces of a railroad yard, into some urban junkland moor, all this under a categorically blue sky and the electronic fallout of Streetchoir music tortured backwards through a tape-recorder. A conversation is heard. The flower child finds a blackjacket...