Word: veneto
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...story begins, Clem emerges from his cocoon of dirty laundry onto the Via Veneto for a day or so of wife-sitting with Hilda, pregnant bride of his old school and college pal Mark Stone (né Stein). Stone is now a widely liberal rabbi, and busy with last-minute preparations for his International Conference on Love to be held at the offices of the U.S. Information Service. Hilda and her attendant Clem attend the conference, go to bed, get mixed up in a May Day demonstration in the Piazza del Popolo. Clem knocks Mark cold (with a stone, naturally...
...around the old villa he recently bought on the outskirts of Rome. It contains part of the ruins of the old Appian Way, and Marcello has discovered a new interest in archaeology as he sets about restoring the crumbling house. He scorns the cafés of the Via Veneto. He has kept his family completely out of his working life, allows no publicity shots, no interviews. He is known as a fine father, husband...
...ancient citadels of art. They were the leaders of Atlanta's cultural life, and they feasted their senses at the Louvre, at St. Peter's and St. Mark's, at the Tate and the Uffizi Gallery and the Doges Palace. They had dined on the Via Veneto and in Maxim...
...Well, here you are," he exclaimed in the fluid tones of the Via Veneto and then sprang lightly toward me, proffering a loosely-packed Nazionale. "You want to know about my career as film importer, yes?" queried the elegant Roman as he pointed to a chair and chose for himself the corner of the bed. "My great love for the film started when I was child, in the days before projectors had motors. Every Saturday I would go to the theater near my house and help them rewind, for hours...
...lawyer to terminate the services of hangdog Fourth Husband Eddie Fisher, Elizabeth Taylor, 30, tirelessly sought to turn a more prideful head. Liz's latest quarry, the Mark Antony to her Cleopatra. Richard Burton, seemed cheerfully prepared to indulge her exhibitionistic binges of togetherness on the Via Veneto and to relish his odd-hour neighborly access to her villa. But he was careful to keep the home fires burning with a weekend rendezvous in Paris with Wife Sybil. As the tasteless, tedious charade wore on, even some of the professional sensation seekers of the press began to feel sated...