Word: pinks
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Bulls for Buses. "I can just see that damn pile of pink pesos down there waiting for American business," groaned a Commerce Department official in Washington last week. But whether much of that money went to the U.S. depended on how quickly the U.S. could forget the way Argentina's rulers cottoned up to Nazi Germany in World War II. For Russia had sent a trade delegation to Buenos Aires presumably to offer Soviet tractors, trucks and combines for wool, hides, and blooded pampa bulls to build up Russia's war-depleted herds...
...evening he was off, leaving behind him in Fulton a mountain of rolls, nearly a ton of hot dogs; Fulton had exuberantly expected 40,000; less than 23,000 came. His train rolled east again, while the old man read the papers that were brought him, his pink face lengthening, his blue eyes hardening at the angry editorial comment his speech had aroused. He rested briefly in Washington...
...Pauley, with the blessing of his good friend, doggedly fought on. The five-week-old hearing of the Senate Naval Affairs Committee had turned into meaningless maneuvering and fiery accusations, but it was still Washington's best show. Last week pink-jowled Harold Ickes, whose earlier performances there had cost him his job as Secretary of the Interior, played a return engagement...
...Bali's flourishing prewar artists' colony: Belgian Adrien Jean Le Mayeur, 66, and Swiss Theo Meier, 38. They told no harrowing stories of hunger sieges, frozen feet or welted backs. Painter Le Mayeur had lived through the war in a tile-floored seaside villa overhung with purplish-pink bougainvillea blossoms. His studio was a garden perfumed by the powerful scent of the frangipani tree. His model was his youthful wife, Polok, once one of Bali's best-known native dancers. When the war cut off his supply of oils and canvas, Le Mayeur improvised a new medium...
...death stepped closer, Unjebanenjebet was at last obliged to accept a hand-me-down: a roomy, elegant coffin of pink granite which had obviously belonged to a high priest of Amun. Then death came. Embalmers laid the General's linen-wrapped mummy in the secondhand sarcophagus, put the lid on, and built the coffin into its niche in the royal tomb...