Word: rue
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...bustling Saturday evening in downtown Algiers, and as the Rue d'Isly swirled with last minute shoppers, there was a sharp explosion. When the smoke lifted, there lay underneath a shattered car all that was left of a 16-year-old Moslem who had held on to his grenade too long. Unnoticed among the curious crowd that gathered, a soberly dressed, respectable-looking, middle-aged Frenchwoman quickly bent down and picked up one of the dead terrorist's severed fingers. Putting it in her handbag, she snapped the clasp and slipped away...
There is still hatred in Algeria, but increasingly it is the isolated, furtive exception of the Frenchwoman rather than the general fever that prevailed before De Gaulle stepped in a year ago. Two years ago the explosion in the Rue d'Isly would have brought the paratroopers out in force, perhaps led to dozens of arrests, or might have set European mobs to rioting against Moslems in reprisal for terrorist outrages. But last month, an hour after the grenade blast, the crowds on the Rue d'Isly were as thick as ever; most Europeans looked upon the wreckage...
...noon the visitors began tapping at the window of the Galerie Claude Bernard on Paris' Rue des Beaux-Arts, and all afternoon the crowd swelled. By the time of the official opening at 9 p.m., traffic was at a standstill, and police reinforcements had been called into action. By such signs, Parisians knew they were witnessing France's newest art-world success, Nuts-and-Bolts Sculptor Césarsar Baldaccini. "Hail, César!" roared Combat. "The Benvenuto Cellini of scrap metal." trumpeted France-Observateur. Wiping his brow, Gallery Owner Bernard beamed: "Even Picasso doesn't pull...
...ship he wanted was the Ile de France, the French Line's "Rue de la Paix of the Atlantic," winner of the Croix de guerre for service as a troopship during World War II. Stone got her, and last week he was ready to sink...
...gowned agents loitered over Armand's bookstalls, in the Paris suburbs of Fontenay-sous-Bois, watching their prey. Others, pretending to collect alms in the neighborhood, used minicameras to photograph his visitors. D.S.T. men with movie cameras filmed his regular rendezvous with another man in Paris' lonely Rue Botzaris. They noticed that before each clandestine meeting he chalked the letter k on a nearby wall...