Word: sidewalkers
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...fleshy six-footer, Fehsenfeld blocked the doorway of Dizzyland with his own bulk. The demonstrators knelt on the sidewalk, prayed and sang. A crowd gathered to jeer the Negroes and cheer Fehsenfeld. Inspired, Fehsenfeld kicked a few demonstrators, picked up a Negro girl and dragged her away from the door, smashed an egg on the head of a white demonstrator...
...said the weary oceanographer, is every bit as tough as "standing in a gale and fog on top of a building a mile and a half high and trying to lower a pingpong ball on a string into a tomato can on the sidewalk...
...desolate as the moon, ends up on a lonely mountaintop that looms against an empty sky. In Delvaux's enigmatic world, a street can turn into a maze leading to no one knows where; the manholes that often appear suggest a secret world beneath; a mirror on a sidewalk reflects a world that cannot be seen. Even Delvaux's people seem locked in other worlds and held there in solitary confinement-the ultimate in aloneness. As purely "poetic compositions," Delvaux's paintings can delight; but they are all so full of chilling secrets that they rarely fail...
...variety of sexual sport in London's demimonde make continental capitals seem parochial. Until recent years, it was impossible to go to dinner at London's most fashionable clubs or private houses without passing swarms of well-turned-out and sometimes handsome streetwalkers standing guard on the sidewalk. Like many another foreign analyst of Anglo-Saxon attitudes, French Diarist Hippolyte Taine, visiting London in the mid 19th century, could not comprehend how the English could sustain the "vehemence and pungency of their passions" against "the harsh, though silent, grinding of their moral machinery...
Police nervously patrolled the center of the street, hoping to keep the races apart. But rocks, sticks, bottles-some filled with gasoline-flew back and forth across the police line. A Negro girl dropped to the sidewalk when a rock struck her on the head. A photographer for the High Point (N.C.) Enterprise, Art Richardson, 24, set himself to snap a picture, collapsed in the glare of his own flashbulb. He had been shot in the back. From a Negro apartment building came furious shouts: "Tell the white people to get back or we'll start shooting!" The white...