Word: shirt
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Eight hours of Orff is simply too much!" The speaker, a tall, lank-haired man in tweed jacket and maroon wool shirt, was none other than rehearsal-weary Carl Orff, Germany's most famed modern composer. Hours, or even minutes, of Orff have indeed often proved too much for some tradition-minded audiences in Europe and the U.S. But last week crowds were thronging to the Stuttgart Opera House for a solid week of Composer Orff's works, including his latest: Oedipus der Tyrann, a highly individual dissertation on the Sophocles tragedy...
Fortnight ago, as Lewin lolled in his penthouse in natty dark blue sports shirt and slacks, NBI agents burst in to haul him off to jail. He thought he could get out on bail easily-"Goddamit," roared Lewin through the cell door, "don't let me sleep here tonight"-but Lukban saw to it that Lewin spent the night in his cell. Next morning, as the fur began to fly. Garcia's Secretary of Justice Alejo Mabanag announced that NBI Chief Lukban would be fired "for the good of the service," and Lewin, free on bail, sped away...
...Cuba that is now a standard textbook in Cuban schools. Another force is Celia Sánchez,* Castro's onetime Girl Friday in the hills, who offers a patient ear and a radicalism as woolly as Castro's own. Her apartment, where she keeps a freshly laundered shirt for him and a maid to prepare his favorite fish-and-rice breakfast, is one of Castro's favorite ports of call in his hectic junketing about Havana...
...first big stories, was facing Swindler Jake ("The Barber") Factor, who claimed before reporters and the police that he had been kidnaped, held for twelve days in a basement and just released. Factor said he was still wearing the same clothes in which he had been kidnaped-but his shirt and suit were clean and only slightly wrinkled. And there was another strange thing. Recalls Brennan: "One of the things that impressed me was a cop who noticed Factor's condition. He said, 'You don't spend twelve days in the summer in Chicago without a bath...
...Supreme Court Justice in a steam bath is divested not only of shirt, shorts, socks, shoes, pants, and robe of office. but of his authority. So argues Author Lawrence Langner, director of the Theatre Guild, authority on patent law and, in this volume, theorist on the use and abuse of clothes. Writes Langner, with the fervor of a textile magnate enjoying a martini after a board meeting: If it were not for the invention of clothes, "there would be precious little religion, government, society, law and order, [or] morals...