Word: uncleane
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...slum of light and sweetness compared to London's drab East End. Mist from the Thames and smoke, soot-laden, wrap the long Limehouse streets in a depressing pall of grey. Vice in the East End is as commonplace as elsewhere, though perhaps a bit more furtively unclean. Yet East End squalor has its attractions for aristocrats. Smart Londoners go there occasionally, as do Manhattanites to Harlem's "Black Belt." Blue-blooded Socialists like Lady Cynthia Mosely, daughter of the late Marquess Curzon of Kedleston, dabble there in soapbox oratory.* Thither, for an escape from decorum, went last week Edward...
...every creeping thing that flieth is unclean unto you: they shall not be eaten.- Deut...
...second two, until on the eighth night the children blinked with dazzled delight before the nine bright, golden flame-tips that bobbed, nodded, winked above the nine yellow tapers of wax or paraffin. (Candle tallow is generally forbidden to Jews because it might come from a ritually unclean beast...
...Unclean entered the wailing place, full synagog. They listened thunderstruck to his blasphemy. They growled. They arose to rend him. Leah, whose beloved life he had had to break and to whom he was "dead," cried them from defilement, cried their thumbs to their ears to defeat his sacrilege. After the fast she saw the face of her guilt a last time, calling her Yahweh's Avenger, by night to go to Eli with a knife and at dawn to the police station. Little Reuben was left to cry in the wilderness, to hate Christ and Yahweh alike...
...violently did the vulgar clasp him to its unclean bosom that the cultured upper classes reacted to any mention of his name as they would to a bathroom joke?they saw the point, but would not be caught laughing at it. This son of moonlight and custard pie crust was a green pea off the knives of the intelligentsia until statements of his began to appear in the public press to the effect that "Solitude is my only relief. ... I live with abstract thinkers, Spinoza, Schopenhauer, Nietzsche, Walter Pater. . . . Human contact makes me ill. ... I resolve to retire to some...