Word: postcard
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...right holes. As they cannot think, they cannot be impressed; they are clods. The only way to beat their system is to cheat.) In the humanities and social sciences, it is well to remember, there is a man (occasionally a woman), a human type filling out your picture postcard. What does he want to read? How, in a word, can he be snowed...
...didn't already know this) and she is known as a woman who never ever goes back on her word. When Joline's husband Carl (Luke Wilson), a photojournalist whose employer is limiting him to culinary photography, leaves her with the only clue to his whereabouts-a postcard with a cactus on it from a state that looks like it has five letters in its name-she does the only logical thing she can do. She rents a car, packs a suitcase full of see-through but Hindi-influenced t-shirts, and drives to Texas (Maine, the other five letter...
...Embrace the sappiness. Weeks Bridge and the Charles River are always good fallbacks when you’re low on cash and time. For all their cheesiness, picture-postcard walks along the river can be a good time to talk and figure out the real scoop on your date. Be careful though, with a bad date this excess one-on-one time can turn painful. But when the spark fizzles, you can always ditch and run home on a moment’s notice...
...form of terror, which is murder with a message to send. In the last decades of the 19th century and the first decades of the 20th, when lynching became both a mass frenzy and a coolly purposeful instrument of white supremacy, you could send the message by postcard. Scores of mob murders were caught on film by newspapers, by studio photographers who set up at the scene and by onlookers who brought along a camera. Fifteen years ago, James Allen, an Atlanta antiques dealer, was inspecting an old desk. In one of the drawers, he came across a postcard...
...time lynching exploded, photography had become a well-organized profession and a mass-market plaything. Even the Nazis did not stoop to selling souvenirs of Auschwitz, but lynching scenes became a burgeoning subdepartment of the postcard industry. By 1908, the trade had grown so large that the U.S. Postmaster General banned the cards from the mails. As bad as the pictures of the victims are, those of the faces of the crowd are worse. They stare back at you with the expressions of carnal complicity that you see in faces at the foot of the Cross in Renaissance Crucifixion scenes...