Word: washtub
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Racked by uncertainty and homesickness, Kinda decided to go back to his washtub beside the beige waters of the Congo River. Kanza refused him permission and threatened all sorts of fearsome punishments unless Kinda resumed his job as the delegation's private laundryman. With the help of a kindly New York policeman, Kinda fled to Idlewild airport, got aboard a plane for Paris...
...first glance, Finisterre should sail like a washtub. Traditionally, the rulers of the sea have been rakish racing machines of 60 ft. or more with deep, stabilizing keels. But the 38-ft. 8-in. Finisterre, plump as a pigeon, is built for the good life. With only a vestigial keel, she relies on a retractable centerboard to keep her steady in the water. Below decks she is as roomy as any family cruiser, is loaded down with such superfluous gear as an ice-making machine, a hi-fi set and a second head. Even so, the heavy Finisterre drives well...
...stood in a corner with his back to the flimsy curtain. On the badminton-court-sized stage were eight performers confronting a weird assortment of props: a grand piano, a tuba, a trombone, a cluster of plastic bags hanging by a thin wire and dripping colored water into a washtub, a swing, a string of balloons, a pair of bridge tables littered with the debris of some nightmarish New Year's Eve-champagne bottle in bucket, movie projector, alarm clock, broom, toys. After looking about to see that the performers were in their places, Cage somberly raised his left...
...capital of Vientiane, the Laotians, eager for an end to civil war, insisted that mustachioed, Paris-educated Souphanou Vong is a Communist only because he hates the French and fears his domineering Communist wife. Word was that Souphanou Vong even washes his wife's underthings in the family washtub "because she likes me to." Some knew that he had been sent to Red China for indoctrination, but they did not take that fact seriously...
...passer-by saved her. Once again Denise tried to please her lover, but the current washed her child safe ashore out of the river. Jacques threatened to leave. Desperate at last, Denise plunged her baby head first into a zinc washtub and held her there until she was dead. Then she telegraphed Jacques. "It takes courage," Jacques told a friend in admiration, "to kill your own daughter." The police were less enthusiastic...