Word: bazaar
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...Great Minaret, from which for centuries cruel khans and emirs had cast their enemies to their deaths. Over the main gate, in Russian and Uzbek, Maclean read the inscription: Town Soviet. Elsewhere he found decay and neglect. The miles of covered shops in Central Asia's most fabled bazaar had dwindled to a handful of grubby stalls, and only a few of the city's former 100 ornate mosques and 300 madrasahs (Moslem religious schools) were...
...thriving West Pakistan trade center 536 rugged miles north of Karachi, the crimson pomegranates-cbme big as softballs, and the government train arrives sporadically in a hiss of steam with stale copies of daily newspapers from Karachi and Lahore. These imports enjoy only a languid sale in the bazaar, for Quettans, with a literacy rate of 10.3%, are not the reading sort. Several misguided publishers have tried to give Quetta a daily newspaper of its own; the most successful of these lasted only 18 issues. Quettans get along with a bizarre medley of nine local weeklies (est. combined circulation: under...
...train, cuts by hand the pothook stencils of the Urdu script. Then he makes the rounds of Quetta's three print shops, pursuing the lowest print rate of the week. Advertisers are rare, since Quettan merchants prefer to do all their pitching over a hookah at the bazaar, so the publisher must seek revenue from other sources. From Baluchistan's maliks (tribal chieftains), the shrewd editor can usually wangle 100 rupees ($21) for a favorable story, e.g., a puff with picture of a chieftain's son who has just passed his university exams...
...rate of 10,000 copies a week. To back up its brilliant come-on title, the book offers would-be spare-time millionaires a sophisticated circus barker's spiel plus evangelistic free-enterprise fervor, shovelfuls of down-to-earth business details plus the bargaining excitement of a Turkish bazaar, a fictional cast of heroes, villains and gulls-and even a bit of suspense. If a million dollars is not forthcoming in the author's promised 20-year span, one has the publisher's semi-facetious word for it that the price of the book will be refunded...
...jaunt with Grandmother through an exotic bazaar in Beersheba, Israel, pert, 16-year-old Nina Roosevelt* spied the cutest souvenir ever, begged Grandma to bargain for it with the canny Bedouins. Obligingly, Mrs. Eleanor Roosevelt shelled out $77 for a scrawny baby camel (named "Duchess" by Nina), which, if Daddy approves, will stalk the Roosevelts' Hyde Park estate until it gets big enough to deserve permanent residence in any interested...