Word: stops
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...good omen to see youth and virility in the figure of a man like Castro. He is justified in being irritated with the condemnation of his "war criminal" trials. Wishy-washy humanitarians in this country (who lisp, ''My, isn't he awful? He must stop that.") must make Castro laugh...
...told of watching two girls in a doorway on Curzon Street who, in a two-hour period, took eleven men upstairs, with the average time per man being under 15 minutes. Paget had also noted a common factor in all the men: "Their sadness ... If we were to stop this business outright, we might be doing something which would.be pretty dangerous." Girls on the streets are a nuisance, he conceded, but he felt it was better than spreading the corruption to "part-time pimping" by cab drivers, elevator operators, hotel porters-the same sort of organized vice that "there...
...hour debate seemed to indicate more reasons for shelving the bill than passing it, but when it came to a vote, Butler led his followers to an easy victory, 235 to 88. Soon a London woman may be able to stop and look in a shop window in the evening without an indignant prostitute hissing in her ear: "Get the hell off my beat!" On the other hand, she may have a policeman tap her on the shoulder and caution her against loitering...
...reappears behind another island whose barren rocks are as abrupt as a cymbal crash. The picture opens out, like a swelling andante, into the expanse of the lake, the welcoming bridge. Above, square black flags are a dancing arpeggio. Movement of eye and mind is brought to a massive stop at the looming palace gate...
...uneasy diplomats are herded into "three long coaches made of painted and carved timber." The locomotive ("abandoned before the war by an American film company [and] tied together by wire") is stoked "white-hot" by "hairy men in cloth caps who looked like Dostoevsky's publishers." At the stop of Slopsy Blob ("named after the famous Independence fighter"), the roof of the ambassadors' coach carries away most of the top of the station and lays the diplomatic heads open to a hail of fragmented woodwork. Crushed, splintered, bruised and filthy, the diplomats at last stagger forth at Zagreb...