Word: proprietor
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...rainy evening in 1945, she and her street gang moved into a deserted club on the Left Bank. When the club reopened several months later as Cabaret le Tabou, the new owner encouraged Greco and her band to continue to make it their headquarters. "The proprietor saw in us a sign of the era," says Singer Greco. So did some of Tabou's guests. To Le Tabou came the existentialists and their friends-Sartre, Simone de Beauvoir, Christian Berard, Albert Camus and Jean Cocteau. They dubbed Greco and her band "Les Rats des Caves," fed and clothed them. Cocteau...
Border Incident. In Santa Susana, Calif., Cafe Proprietor Irene Sundberg, suing her landlady for $7,000 damages, testified that she had cut off the restaurant's water supply, let air out of customers' tires, fired at them with a shotgun, erected a fence preventing access to a butane tank that serves the cafe's cooking stove...
...most drive-in movie operators, a nearby military base means a box-office bonanza. But not to Delbert Kinsel, proprietor of the Skyborn Cruise-In at Fairborn, Ohio. Every time a jet from busy Wright-Patterson Air Force Base howled overhead, it drowned out the sound track and rattled the patrons' teeth. To no avail, Kinsel asked the base commander to keep his planes on the ground at night. Once, in desperation, he even sent season passes to all Wright-Patterson pilots, innocently assuming that they would rather see a movie than fly their assigned missions...
Last week Proprietor Kinsel and the U.S. Air Force finally signed a truce. The Air Force made a movie (hero: Delbert Kinsel) to be shown at his drive-in. From the screen he welcomes his patrons, reminds them that they are just across the road from one of the nation's most vital Air Force bases, and points out that each time a jet passes overhead it means that the U.S. Air Force is on guard. He also suggests that by tuning up their carside loudspeakers patrons can still hear the lovers' mumble above the military rumble...
...outside, an Arab barber named Aouni leafs through an Egyptian picture magazine while he waits in his shabby shop for a late customer. From the bare-walled coffee shop comes the click of dice. An aged street vendor watches for hungry pilgrims with his roasted peanuts, and the Moslem proprietor of the souvenir shop next door offers a special on the miniature crowns of thorns made by Arab refugees. The Holy Week price: $1. At the barricaded Jaffa Gate, a pair of Arab Legion sentries stuff hands in pockets against the chill, and a radio blares a newscast. A bright...