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...regardless of "the race, the color or the creed." Even on last week's quiet night, teen-agers skulked in the lot across from the Howard apartment. Growled a cop to a young tough: "Why aren't you home watching Arthur Godfrey?" The youth spat on the sidewalk. Said he: "It's a free country...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: RACES: Seven Months' War | 3/1/1954 | See Source »

...them and their "theory of mediocrity." Said he gruffly: "They've made it so you feel there's something shameful about having a good team ... If they succeed in getting rid of football . . . they'll have Americans like the French, spending their time sitting around in sidewalk cafes, sipping drinks and eying the girls...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: People, Mar. 1, 1954 | 3/1/1954 | See Source »

...lifeblood of his column. He has complained about dogs in restaurants ("I like animals damn it-but I draw the line there"), blasted the famed Cafe de la Paix for warning its customers not to kiss in public ("If you can't kiss someone in a sidewalk cafe, where can you kiss her?"), and explained why French speak such tortured English (they use an English-made-easy guide, which offers such phonetic help as: "Pliize sho me ze boukigne off-ice for leug-guedge"). Occasionally he also picks up off-beat business news, like his report on Trans World...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: The Press: American in Paris | 11/23/1953 | See Source »

Being practical types, they decide not to bury him under the sidewalk ("Aw-ya gotta kill him first"), but to finesse his extinction. One of the boys gets his father's rifle, lets Joey pull the trigger. Older brother Lennie falls down groaning, with a sinister smear of ketchup spreading on his chest. The others shout, "He's dead! You killed your brother, Joey!" Terrified. Joey runs home. No mother. Desperate, he grabs the $6 she left for them, and, hugging his trusty six-shooter, takes it on a lonesome lam that leads...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Cinema: The New Pictures, Nov. 2, 1953 | 11/2/1953 | See Source »

...Every once in a while when he was bent over absorbed in research, sleepy undergraduates staggering up Linden Street for a ten o'clock class would knock him into the gutter. The undergraduates always apologized, and said they were terribly sorry, but there were only a few inches of sidewalk left that weren't taken up by the garbage cans, and they couldn't be expected to walk in the streets, could they? Smushwick always shrugged. Once he had a really narrow escape. The Cambridge Board of Health said that, henceforth, all the cans were to have lids...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Smushwick's Thesis | 10/28/1953 | See Source »

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