Word: walls
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Dates: during 1930-1939
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...rolled three military trucks from which came limping six woebegone prisoners dressed in cotton shifts, each tagged with his name for all to see. Their arms bound, the prisoners were forced to kneel in a row before a wall. Calmly their military escorts strolled over to them, drew pistols, plunked a bullet through the head of each at 15-sec. intervals. As each shot buried itself in the victim's brain a body slumped forward, inert. Only one prisoner required two bullets...
...legged, pleasure-loving Edward Rowland Robinson Green died at the Lake Placid Club last June at 67, his wealth estimated between $40,000,000 and $100,000,000. He was the son of Hetty Green, once the world's richest woman-the penny-pinching "Witch of Wall Street" who used to shuttle between Brooklyn and Hoboken to avoid establishing residence and paying taxes while she was making millions in the stockmarket. Hetty conducted her affairs from any desk she chose in Manhattan's old Chemical National Bank, often ate a lunch of sliced Spanish onions while sitting...
Nothing but his interpretation of imposition and color limits the artist a post-impressionism. He attempts to express with the greatest possible the material and spiritual significance of a subject, as the "treeness" a tree or the "wallness" of a wall. Generally the works of Kandinsky are considered to be the most abstract expressions of post-impressionism, requiring an imaginative reception on part of the observer...
...Land". It is gratifying, however, to find this motif displayed not banally or sensationally, but with true lyrical feeling in a profusion of really haunting evocations. Less ambitiously, and in a more quizzical mood, Mr. G. M. Messing has composed another modernistic elegy, based on Jewish ceremonial, "The Wailing Wall...
...prison isn't as romantic looking as Paramount did it for. The Count of Monte-Cristo-but it's all there: The cell where Dantes slept, the cup from which he drank, and for a franc or two you can touch the initials he carved on the wall. Why do such things thrill us? Perhaps it's the secret desire we all have for immortality, for fame. One tourist with horn-rimmed glasses paid his franc and then proceeded to carve his own initials under those of Dantes. But then again another had to be reminded of a big sign...