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...Gigantic pink plastic bungs, small smoking stones" which look like deformed chestnuts. brutal-looking "power hitters" to help a smoker quickly inhale larger amounts of that illegal smoke--all must go, according to a new state Law passed this winter...
...light blouses that once were made of cotton can now be done in suede. And it can mix with anything-silk, a sweater, tweeds, linen or cotton." The new leather, made ideally from the South African hair sheep, comes in starbursts of colors: fire-engine red, hot and soft pink, vivid green, fuchsia, indigo blue, yellow, apricot, jade, turquoise and purple. The thinness of the leather and the satiny texture are due mainly to the use of new lubricating oils and chemicals in the tanning process. The new lubricants permit the leather to be cut thinner while retaining its inherent...
...large, uninteresting reception room at the society, Aida stands and Hilda sits. Aida is 16 and a beauty, her brown-and-pink skin made to glow against a long-sleeved off-white blouse so elegant as to seem part of a royal costume. Hilda at six is no beauty yet, but she has possibilities, and ambition. Her loud red knee socks exactly match her huge square purse. She wears the purse on her chest, hanging from her neck. Her eyes sparkle at everything that is said, but she says nothing herself, content to listen to Um Khalil, Aida...
Palestine twitches on the small white mat, struggles to raise her head, and failing, falls back again; she cries, then stops. Some slice of light has caught her attention. The nurse in bright pink carries a bird cage to the mat, and for a moment Palestine is pleased by two jumpy canaries-one black, one yellow. Now she rolls back and forth. Her legs, still bowed, kick out spasmodically. You cannot tell if she hears the music in the nursery or the murmurs of the other babies, stacked up in their double-decker box cribs. She acknowledges...
...most of the children are in the theater tent now-the "Khao I Dang National Theater"-milling and chattering with expectation. Then the bright pink curtains part, showing a backdrop painting of Angkor Wat. The xylophone plays the water-drop music. The dancers enter. The boys strut, the girls cock their hands and heads and do not smile. They glow with color, their dark brown skins set off by the deep blues, reds and greens of their sarongs and sashes. They do four dances, starting with a hunting dance in which a small boy brandishes a spear and tries...