Word: piazzas
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...five hours 30,000 Fascists stood waiting in the Piazza Ferrari, the largest square in Genoa, to hear Signer Mussolini. He came, stirred them to frenzy, departed, slept for the night in the Palazzo Ducale, once the Palace of the Doges...
...roistering infuscate U. S. sailor seated himself with a crash upon one of the shaky iron tables in front of Florian's, most famous of the cafes facing the Piazza San Marco, Venice. Pulling out a wad of 100-lira notes, he tore them one by one across the middle, chanting full-throatedly: "She smacks me, she smacks me not!" Vexed at this insult to the national currency?this tactless hint that it was worthless?angry Venetians closed in upon the sailor, pummeled him, tweaked his broad nose, sought vainly to tug at his woolly hair...
...First Empire of Augustus. You will make open squares around the Augusteo Amphitheatre, around the ancient Marcello Theatre, around the Capitol, around the Pantheon. Everything that has been built around these monuments during the centuries of decadence must disappear. Within five years the Pantheon must be visible from the Piazza Colonna through a wide avenue...
...great piazza before the Cathedral of Milan, black-shirted Fascists swarmed like a Titan ant horde, rejoicing militantly at the third anniversary of Fascismo's "bloodless" triumph. Round the motor car of Il Duce, Benito Mussolini, Fascists crowded in a tight packed mass-the quintessence of joyous adoration. Their leader's face, pale from recent ill health, lighted with an inextinguishable flame. Rising he cried: "Fascism has now broken down all dikes and overcome all obstacles . . . crushed its internal enemies. [Of] the currents abroad which are not resigned to our frontiers ... I must say that if tomorrow these...
...addition to its comic strips and editorials, the Chicago Tribune publishes on Sunday, a rotogravure section. Last Sunday, a photograph appeared therein of five people smiling at the cameraman through the glare of a midday sun from a piazza of the Westchester Biltmore Country Club of Rye, N. Y. The Tribune printed four names, from left to right, MacDonald Smith, Miss Maureen Orcutt, Miss Glenna Collett, Walter Hagen. Now behind this foursome of renowned golfers, on a step that made him clearly visible above their heads, stood a gentlemen. His well-brushed hair glistened in the sunlight. He wore...