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...Life. Madrid today is a bright, booming city, American in its neon-lit vivacity. The streets are choked with double-decker buses, sleek, new blue trolleys and shining U.S. cars. One foreign diplomat lamented: "I managed to get a Packard, but nothing less than the biggest Cadillac makes anyone here turn his head." Bull rings are jammed; top Matador Manolete can pull down the official equivalent of $12,500 for an afternoon's work. The number of prostitutes has hit an alltime high...
...October when he took the money from the mortgage on his North Hollywood, Calif, home and began building a pair of autos to win the Indianapolis 500-mile race. In seven months, he put $57,000 worth of bronze, aluminum and steel, each part laboriously hand-tooled, into his sleek four-cylinder front-wheel-drive beauties...
Avenida Ejercito Nacional, stretching out through Mexico City's glittery west side suburbs, is tree-shaded and quiet. One afternoon last week its peace dissolved in sounds familiar to every North American -the scream of braked tires, the clatter and bang of a rear-end collision. A sleek new Oldsmobile, with a pretty girl at the wheel, had smashed into a new Buick...
...routine training flight. On a sunny morning this week, the sleek T.W.A. Constellation, Star of Athens, swung low over the Brandy wine light, skimmed north up Delaware Bay. The lighthouse-keeper heard a jarring explosion, then two more. An enormous pillar of smoke shot up from the pool of gasoline flames on the water. By the time fishing boats and the Coast Guard reached the scene, all that was left of the Constellation and its four-man crew were some floating wreckage, a few bits of burned flesh and charred clothing...
Trooping up the Newell Boathouse slip on a dark gray day, after an hour of poor rowing, the 150-pound oarsman lowers at his reflection in the sleek wet shell and nurses the black conviction that today he pulled the boat all by himself. It is at this touchy moment that coach Bert Haines, a slim, middling-aged man with a wind-reddened face underlined by a thick white towel around his neck, steps from a launch, calls the day's offender aside, and with gestures explains in a gentle, English-tinged voice, "Now, this is the surface...