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...August sun beat down on the swarming crowds and the dusty trees along the Champs-Elysées. Never had the Folies-Bergère been more crowded. At the Louvre, tourists lined up in long, patient queues to stare at the Victory of Samothrace and the Mona Lisa. Around the Place de la Concorde, traffic whirled wildly as ever, but the license plates on the cars were predominantly Swiss, Italian, German, British, Danish, Dutch and U.S. The chattering voices in the cafes were British, American, Belgian, German-but not French. The locals had left the city to the invaders...
...neighboring matrons and debate whether to offer their services as escorts. Sauntering by in an endless stream are pretty, dark girls with swelling bosoms and swelling hopes of catching a producer's eye, gawking tourists from Germany, Switzerland or the U.S., or uninhibited Italian families who stop to stare, and sometimes guffaw...
...morning last week a short, gnomelike figure dressed in a cream-colored coat, grey flannels and sneakers darted through the dew-drenched shrubbery of Paris' Bois de Boulogne. He paused to stare reflectively at a lush hydrangea bush, then hurried on to pick up a dead limb, a handful of dead leaves and a piece of old oak bark. To startled park gardeners an official explained: "That gentleman is a famous Japanese flower arranger, Monsieur Sofu...
...thousand eight hundred miles northwest of San Francisco, below the widening jaws of Bering Strait, stands St. Lawrence Island, a forlorn, treeless place of volcanic origin. This is the region where Alaska and the Soviet Union stare face to face at one another across three to 55 miles of icy waters, and it was there one lonely morning last week, just about the hour that Molotov addressed the U.N., that a U.S. Navy P2V-5 Neptune patrol plane flew on its routine radar patrol...
...child without writing childishly repetitive sentences and without resorting to mystic thought about Youth. Why does a child cry for no reason at all? Because of the way the waves at the beach come crashing down and because of the way a man with a black hairy chest can stare at a little boy. There is no pretentiousness here, only honest insight...