Word: peeling
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...they had once been Jews and human beings, now they were living skeletons, beastlike in their mad hunger. They flung themselves on the dust bins, or rather plunged into them, head and shoulders, several at a time; they scratched up everything, absolutely everything that was lying in them, potato peel, garbage, rottenness of every kind . . . The whole time, without a break, the blows from rubber truncheons were hailing down on them...
...hearth . . . No sane man would seek relief in cussing if a safe fell upon him, or a lion bit off his leg, or an anarchist had at him with a bomb, or his wife eloped with the letter-carrier. But on missing a train, or slipping on an orange peel, or losing a collar button, or in the presence of a crying baby, an automatic piano, a political heresy, or an incompetent barber-then the ancient craft hath its high uses, and its sweet comforts, and its mild and consoling sinfulness. RICHARD NORRIS Conway...
Party with Cuties. He moved his blonde wife, Dolores, a Sunday-school teacher, to a $40,000 English-style house on twelve acres of oak-studded land, with a big playhouse for daughter Kathleen, 4. He rolled around town in a chauffeur-driven car. He liked to peel off $100 bills from a fat roll to pay for a haircut, wowed Edwardsville's drugstore cowboys by flashing $1,000 bills. He staked the town's bowling team to a trip to a Detroit tournament. He bought a duck hunters' show place in Arkansas, dropped...
...dirty, uncomfortable, crowded, apt to be late-and generally a closer kin to Emett's famed Punch cartoons than to the glossy streamliners. The short-run trains are little better. For the smell of stale tobacco smoke, the sight of stained seat cushions, and close contact with orange peel, cigar butts, and sandwich wrappers, the U.S. offers nothing quite like a Pennsylvania Railroad day coach on the New York to Washington...
...Farewell. The travelers moved on via gay Shanghai (where, after celebrating, Perelman next day could swallow nothing but "a little clear broth made of Angostura, lemon peel, and bourbon"), the Malay States, and Ceylon. "The last we saw of India . . . was a wizened beggar signaling us frantically for baksheesh. When none was forthcoming, he threw aside his servile manner and, bounding beside our porthole, dynamically thumbed his nose at us until we outdistanced him. It was a touching, and somehow an apt, symbol of the amity between our two great nations...