Word: shaven
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...this world, but not as ugly as I am. She wishes me to put on false whiskers, to hide my horrible lantern jaws. Will you paint me with false whiskers? No?" Despite the levity, Lincoln grew whiskers before arriving at the White House, was never again painted clean-shaven...
...Hollywood's version of Mission to Moscow, the purge trial prosecutor has a black beard, black, beetling eyebrows and a wolfish snarl. When the film got a private screening in the Kremlin in 1943, the real prosecutor at those strange and gloomy assizes, a clean-shaven man with white hair and a pink face, almost collapsed with laughter-laughter directed not only against the movie but against the popular cliche of that day that a Russian Bolshevik was a man with a black beard and a bomb in his hand. If, twelve years later, the popular conception...
After graduation from Moscow in 1925, Ho embarked upon a slithering, 15-year journey through the Communist underground of the world. He would appear shaven-headed in Thailand, disguised as a Buddhist monk; he would show up in the Latin Quarter of Paris, explaining to waiters how to prepare his food. In Canton, Ho worked for Borodin, the Russian intriguer who helped undermine China. In Singapore, Ho organized Southeast Asia's Comintern. And when IndoChina's Nationalist Party rebelled against the French in 1930, Ho Chi Minh played it coldly; although he was constantly posing as a Nationalist...
...hours later that night, Brigadier General Hussein Azemudeh, the thin-lipped military prosecutor, drove up to the barracks and sent for the prisoners. Two months ago nine of the ten prisoners had been splendidly uniformed brother officers of his. Now, in shapeless prison garb, heads shaven, stubbly faces pale, they shuffled in. The general glared at the first man, and said harshly: "You are called here to make your will. Know what I mean?" Colonel Siamak cleared his throat. "Yes," he said, "I know." The appeal had failed...
Right in the middle of Brazil's white-hot, off-year* election campaign, a shabby, ill-shaven politico stopped abruptly in the middle of a "give-'em-hell" speech. Reaching into his coat pocket, he pulled out a sandwich and began to munch it in full view of his audience. Then, with ostentatious frugality, he wrapped the crumby remainder in paper and carefully stowed it away again. He was vote-catching Jânio Quadros, candidate for governor of São Paulo. Brazil's richest state...