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...land where the centuries do not follow each other but run side by side. In the oil city of Palembang the streets throb with Cadillacs and motor scooters, while scarcely 50 miles away aboriginal Kubus still live in trees. There are modern textile factories on Java but. close by, a tiger may feast on a wild pig or water buffalo. Elephants trumpet in the rain forest; single-horned rhinos move like tanks through the deltaic swamps; the 10-ft. Komodo lizard looks out from thick underbrush like a dragon from the pages of Arthurian romances...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: INDONESIA: Djago, the Rooster | 3/10/1958 | See Source »

...parlayed his home-town popularity into a wealthy G.M. distributorship in Buenos Aires. He has continued to do well as a driver abroad. At the wheel of a racing car he is an artist. His fine mechanic's ear is attuned to the engine's telltale throb; his feet and hands are sensitive to every vibration. He rarely strains his car, rarely pushes it past the limits of mechanical endurance. His technique is ideal for the grinding demands of closed-course racing...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Sport: Year of the Maserati | 2/18/1957 | See Source »

...does Mr. Arcularis' heart need refurbishing? While the surgeon is working away at it offstage, Author Aiken is explaining onstage. The play shows Mr. Arcularis recovering from the operation (or so it seems) and boarding a ship for a convalescent's cruise. The ship's engines throb as they drive the vessel over the waves-and it is suddenly clear that this throb is really the heavy pounding of Mr. Arcularis' heart as it struggles under the surgeon's knife. For the operation is still going on, and the "cruise" is only Mr. Arcularis...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Books: The Last Journey | 2/4/1957 | See Source »

...Francis Parkman, Josiah Royce, and Oliver Wendell Holmes, were further removed to be sure, but there seemed to be no class distinction in non-sectarian Mount Auburn, and most definitely, there was no "wrong side of the tracks." Spruce Ave., while invigorating, seemed exhausting, and we felt our temples throb as we struggled with the rugged terrain...

Author: By Gavin R. W. scott, | Title: Tombs, Trees and Corporate Profits | 10/24/1956 | See Source »

...leaked for months without his taking any interest in it. Then, happily, one day during a strenuous spring thaw, it flooded to a depth of six inches. That was sufficient crisis to engage him. He sprang into action and within an hour a sump pump was making the house throb like an ocean liner...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Art: The Maturing Modern | 7/2/1956 | See Source »

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