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...last four years I was more a photographer than anything else. I was, of course, a student, athlete, writer, friend, roommate, movie fanatic, filmmaker, Soviet scholar, and table hockey player, but all for fleeting moments only. The four years are very much over now, the sheepskin is irretrievably nailed to the rec room wall, and soon I will go thousands of miles just to be away from the banks of the Charles...
...together was as easygoing as a barbecue in the Outback. The hosts graciously did not bring up Whitlam's proposal to replace God Save the Queen as his nation's national anthem. For their part, the guests brought a well-received present, a thick sheepskin rug. As Margaret Whitlam later related, "Prince Philip took off his shoes and trampled about in its depths to get the feel...
Likewise, Poles visiting Bulgaria dispose of Polish raincoats, watches and small manufactured items; while there, they stock up on sheepskin coats and rose-petal oil, which move fast on the streets back in Warsaw or Lodz. East Europeans who visit the Soviet Union commonly report, as does one Pole: "The Russians are literally willing to buy the shirt off your back." Poles, Czechs and East Germans return freighted with Russian cameras and fur caps for the local market. Vacationing Hungarians find that their most reliable moneymaker is their salami...
Last Saturday I went to lunch at Mrs. Emmett's for the first time this year. She kissed me at the door, admired my sheepskin coat as she took it into her bedroom, and led me into the livingroom of her small apartment overlooking the corner of Concord and Garden Streets. (One of the first things she did after moving in was personally to inspect the statue of the soldier built in the triangle between those two streets--if she was going to be looking at him every day, she wanted to know who he was.) She had made...
...genuine sheepskin coat, chic, classy and no less than $ 175 off the rack at Saks Fifth Ave. When its wearer reached for a taxi door one morning, only a part of the sheep went with her: the left sleeve tore away from the armhole. A fluke perhaps, but not if the sour suspicions of a swelling number of retailers and their customers are correct. In all price ranges, women's clothing is suffering a major crisis of quality...