Word: pinks
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Taipeh last week, General Chen relaxed complacently in a Japanese armchair beneath a pot of purplish-pink azaleas. Then, leaning toward the green brocaded table cover, grey mustache bristling, dark little eyes sharp under their puffy lids, he spoke...
...formed on the skin of burned survivors. Many months after their burns (from The Bomb's terrific heat and ultraviolet radiation) had healed, victims still had raised, flat patches of thick scar tissue, sometimes covering the whole face or back. These scars'("keloids"), ranging in color from pink to brown, were often extremely sensitive to the touch...
...birth of a royal princeling to see that it was the genuine article. In days of yore he would have been in the bedroom, but this was 1926: Sir William waited decently outside with the nervous father, His Royal Highness, the Duke of York. Presently a small pink bundle was brought to them. Sir William peered. The bundle, third in line of succession to a royal throne, yawned magnificently. Satisfied of the infant's royalty, Sir William hurried off to break the news to the Lord Mayor of London...
...others showed impossible animals and people with grinning Balloon heads on stick bodies wobbling up out of knee-high skyscrapers. There were "abstractions" made of pasted scraps and bits of string; portraits of black-mustached papas; princesses sitting between curtains of golden hair; fish flying over ocean liners; a pink & purple Christmas tree, and multicolored cowboys lassoing long-horned swirls of mud. Yet few visitors to the show in Manhattan's Museum of Natural History last week indignantly asserted that their kids could do better. Kids, 6 to 14, had done...
...Vermont farmers harvested their great cash crop, they were characteristically gloomy about its size and the weather. (A good run requires frosty nights and warm days.) In his sugar house near Arlington, pink-cheeked old Clifford Mears grumbled: "There'll come a south wind and, by God, in a day it'll all be over. Dry up the spiles...