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...burnooses as ubiquitous as brollies in the rush-hour crowds. By day they can be found pressing three-deep against the counters at Selfridge's or Harrods, the women often swathed in black gowns and veils, the men in Arab robes topped by checked sports jackets. At sunset they parade along Hyde Park. Toward midnight they filter out of Mirabelle, the Hard Rock Cafe or other favored Mayfair restaurants to stroll over to one of their discotheques or gambling clubs...
...churchy harmonies is marred by the fact that he has a raw, gritty voice and cannot sing very well. But neither can Bob Dylan or Randy Newman. Those who come to hear Zevon perform are not purists. They are beguiled by his lyrics, which typically are about Chicano hustlers, Sunset Strip women and hotel-bar bums. A quatrain from his ballad Desperados Under the Eaves: "And if California slides into the ocean/ Like the mystics and statistics say it will/ I predict this motel will be standing/ Until I pay my bill...
...important, it's the principle." The principled girl is Kathy Cronkite, Walter's aspiring actress daughter. Cronkite, who was originally offered the anchorman role (CBS said no way), suggested that his old chum Lumet might hire Kathy, who had been working as bookkeeper in a Sunset Strip rock club. Father read her script, she says, "but never volunteered any comments. My dad and I keep our careers very far apart." And that's the way it is, Walter...
...instead of diligently trying to follow the Esalen "let's be one, big happy family" credo, a part of the group decided to get drunk, watch the Hawaiian sunset, and go skinnydipping...
...protect themselves, white farmers have installed pushbutton alarm systems that alert police posts in case of attack. Fierce Rhodesian ridgeback dogs roam the grounds, and thick steel mesh covers many windows. Some have even dug sandbagged slit trenches in their yards to provide quick cover. Almost nobody drives after sunset, and evening social life has evaporated. 'This is costing me a packet," says one farmer. "But there's no other life for me. My father farmed here before me, and no bloody blacks are going to drive...