Word: vias
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Dates: during 1950-1959
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...Europe there is no street quite so lively, quite so cosmopolitan or quite so zany as Rome's Via Veneto-the broad, tree lined avenue known to Italy's American colony as "the Beach." And for a decade past, the heart of the Beach has been the polyglot, block-long Caffé Doney. There in the soft Roman night, Italians and tourists alike sat till the wee hours beneath bright sidewalk umbrellas, sipping whisky, apéritifs or coffee, and watching the Via Veneto's endless parade of smartly dressed girls, pomaded gigolos and international celebrities, ranging...
Last week for devotees of the Beach all around the world, there was earth-shaking news: Doney's was no longer unquestioned monarch of the Via Veneto. The challenger: the bustling Café de Paris, which occupies the sidewalk opposite Doney's, and for the last few months has been looking more and more like a winner...
...over Doney's was gained by capturing the patronage of shapely Artist Novella Parigini (TIME, Jan. 25, 1954), famed both for her slickly painted nudes and for her girl friends who wear tight slacks, wild hairdos, and exude the sort of animal magnetism that , draws crowds on the Via Veneto. Another Di Nozzi inspiration was the ivory telephones that Café de Paris waiters plug in at the tables. This won the Café de Paris the patronage of many of Rome's ubiquitous movie agents, one of whom cheerily explained: "I can get on the horn there...
Last week, as Rome basked in bright autumn sunshine, the plight of Italy's pensioners was dramatized in a way that stung the conscience of the nation. Emerging from his office onto the bustling Via Nazionale, mustachioed Leopoldo de Virgilio, 40, head of the Ministry of Defense personnel section, headed home for his midday siesta. As he reached the corner of Via Napoli, a heavy-set man confronted him and asked: "May I have two minutes of your time?" Recognizing Laborer Galvino Lepori, 53, De Virgilio replied in annoyance: "I have nothing to say that...
...western ballads that the industry sometimes refers to as "saga songs." At odd hours of the day or night, 40-year-old Jimmie Driftwood takes up his guitar and plunks them out with the ease of a molting rattler shucking its skin. His most recent inspiration came to him via a radio newscast while he was touring the Ozarks in his air-conditioned Buick one hot day this summer. Nikita Sergeevich Khrushchev, he heard, would soon be a visitor to the U.S. Jimmie began to sing, his wife Cleda got out paper and pencil, and three weeks later RCA Victor...