Word: shawls
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...eyes opened wide and glowed green, and her mouth spread and uttered a sound--not a word, but a guttural hissing--and he saw that she had not teeth. The glistening lips came to meet his and attached themselves to him wih a suction stronger than death, and her shawl dropped, revealing no arms, but a long, coiled, viscous body, the tubular shape of a tapeworm, eagerly welcoming him into its embrace...
...teacher produced a pair of long leather thongs. "These are tefillin, or phylacteries," she said. "They are wrapped around the left arm and the forehead during prayer. And this is a tallith, a prayer shawl...
...slab (opposite) a formalized, warriorlike Assur-nasir-pal II grasps his bow in his left hand as he balances a chalice on the fingers of his right hand. Behind him stands a personal attendant dressed in knee-length tunic, broad waistband, fringed mantle to the ankles, shawl flaring over the left shoulder. In another slab, the figures performing the priestly task of lustrating the sacred tree have the heads of strong-beaked birds of prey. The stylized, forthright carvings testify to the power and skill of an ancient...
Once, her enemies began to heckle as she got to the high notes of her second aria in Traviata. Callas tore off her shawl, stepped to the front of the stage, glared directly at her tormentors. With reckless ferocity, she lit into one of opera's most perilous arias. If she had made a mistake, it would have been fatal. Instead, she sang with immaculate and unearthly beauty. Five times she was called back by the deliriously happy audience, five times she stood, stony and arrogant, before turning away. On the sixth call, she relented, bowed to everybody except...
...defensive. With next year's elections in mind, the Christian Democrats were dreaming up some vote-getting domestic measures in stead. Usually, at this season of the year, Finance Minister Fritz Schäffer plays his annual spring masquerade as the national miser. He puts on his shawl and oldest pair of shoes, bums a cigarette from his chauffeur and totters onstage to wail that the country is bound for the poorhouse unless he gets a few billions more to balance his budget. This year Schäffer, who bows to no man as a politician, has a tounded...