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...doubt," wrote 29-year-old Clerk William Borst, onetime clochard, to Le Monde, "that M. Vexliard's work is a masterpiece of erudition . . . but has he roamed the streets on a winter night looking for a corner to sleep in? Has he had a fist fight over a rotten Camembert? Has he had his shirt full of lice? I am only a former clochard but I affirm that 99.5% of clochards drink. The only thing for which a clochard ever stirs is red wine. Real clochards are not redeemable. They are Bohemians and will fall to pieces the minute...
...mostly cutting lumber in the forest around the camp. Nonetheless, I succeeded in carrying out my mission as a priest-secretly. A Hungarian turner who was Catholic found a tiny aluminum cylinder, and out of it made a chalice so small that I could hide it in my closed fist. From a piece of cloth, I made a purificator and the other holy cloths, all tiny...
Once upon a time, there was a boxing manager who was so honest that to keep himself in coffee and cakes he also had to run a gymnasium that catered to hopeful fist fighters. (No spitting on the floor, put cigar butts in cuspidors.) There he developed a surefire system for picking winners. "Their built don't matter so much," Bobby Gleason liked to explain. "What they gotta be if they want to get along in this racket is a little stupid...
When the questioning veered again, Ike got a chance to reply to the suggestion that the Big Four conference might result in a Yalta-like sellout. Nobody mentioned the name of California's Senator Knowland, but all knew that the President's intense words, punctuated with a fist-to-desk bang, were addressed to him. "There is no appeasement in my heart," said Ike. "I just can't believe that [Americans] . . . suspect their Government in general, is apt to fall into that trap...
...pile of rubble and jackstraws. A mannequin still sat at a kitchen table in another house, but her wig had been stripped off; it was found in the remains of the refriger ator; another dummy was skewered with jagged glass. Cars were smashed as if a monster fist had crashed down on the roof; one hood had flown up and stood gaping open with a frozen look of surprise...