Word: walletful
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...judge pursed his lips and went on to the day, June 13, 1951, when Yvonne found in her husband's wallet a love letter signed "Jeannette." Soon afterwards, she bought herself a revolver...
...bank of the Black River, the French were loading an ambulance with wounded. Into the top shelf went a Frenchman with face wounds; into the middle shelf, a Vietnamese whose left foot had been blown off by a mine. Around his head lay grimy salvage from his pockets: a wallet, a watch, a rosary, bits of candy. Into the bottom shelf went a Moslem with a shattered leg, his bared, shaven head showing the tuft of hair by which Allah would raise him to heaven after death. The guy ropes of the medical tent sagged under a load of bloodstained...
There was plenty to sample in the resulting hi-fi bedlam-speakers that looked like kettledrums or corner cupboards, tape recorders the size of a wallet or a washing machine, amplifiers that cost from $40 to $400, complete hookups from $150 (Spartan economy) to $3,500 (Sybaritic luxury). But as the fair went on, most of the excitement centered around something called "binaural" (or "stereophonic") sound. Aim of binaural sound: to give the ears the same effect of realistic "presence" that Cinerama films-or the old-fashioned stereoscope-give the eyes...
...Detroit businessman, middle-aged and raring for a night on the town, dropped his room key at the desk of the Hotel Continental in Paris' Rue de Castiglione. In his mailbox, as in those of hundreds of other Americans in Paris last week, was a letter. "The enclosed wallet-size 'protection card,' " it said, "comes to you with the compliments of the American Hospital of Paris, which for nearly half a century has been a feature of American life in this city . . . The hospital is yours...
...ACCIDENT. After a blank for his name & address: Citoyen américain, je désire être transporté d'urgence à I'hôpital américain de Paris. The visitor filled in his name and hotel address, tucked the card into his wallet, and stepped briskly out into the warm, exciting Paris night to take his chances with wine, women and the world's wildest motorists. The Detroiter, and thousands like him, felt a bit more secure just for having the card...