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Le Zombie, whole no. 63, July 1948 - DUPLICATE? Missing page labels
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It was our wont, late each evening before departing for our respective hotels and a presumably lonely bed, to stand in Times Square and speculate on when and where in that area The Bomb would fall. "Look," FJA would exclaim, pointing towards the Kinsey whiskey sign, "look down there. In about five minutes now, all that will be a mushrooming cloud of fire and smoke." And we would stand there for five minutes, waiting. "No," I would then contradict him, "it will fall over there," pointing to the Jane Russell "Outlaw" advertisement. "In just a few seconds now. Get ready." "Maybe we should step over behind that building," he would say timidly. "You want to see it, don't you?" I asked in scorn. "Well . . . yes. All right, let's wait here." And then I would buy the hometown paper and go home to bed. TORONTO TODAY It is my fervant hope that a goodly crowd, and much of the same crowd, gather in Toronto this week. Speer has already told us he couldn't make it because the date will conflict with his schooling ; this is too bad. His absence will not only rob us of the opportunity of manufacturing newer, more pleasant rumors, but we shall also have to get along somehow without the annual anti-dero legislation. _______________________ _______________________ The Woman I Left Behind She was a lovely, sensuous thing of voluptuos curves; fragile moonlight gleamed enticingly on her bare, ivory shoulders, and cascaded down her body to the daring low cut of her garment. I looked at the magnificent, tantalizing body of her and yearned to hold it in my to hands. It captured my breath, my admiration, my desire. Some master craftsman had nolded that beautiful body, I thought, a creator who would never again produce its perfect twin. I wanted that body, those delightful curves, for my own fingers to caress. But I could never have it. The damned statue was too heavy to steal. ________________________ RUMOR BLASTING DEPT: There is no truth to the vile rumor that anonymous telegrams sent from Toronto will be intercepted at the border. (6)
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It was our wont, late each evening before departing for our respective hotels and a presumably lonely bed, to stand in Times Square and speculate on when and where in that area The Bomb would fall. "Look," FJA would exclaim, pointing towards the Kinsey whiskey sign, "look down there. In about five minutes now, all that will be a mushrooming cloud of fire and smoke." And we would stand there for five minutes, waiting. "No," I would then contradict him, "it will fall over there," pointing to the Jane Russell "Outlaw" advertisement. "In just a few seconds now. Get ready." "Maybe we should step over behind that building," he would say timidly. "You want to see it, don't you?" I asked in scorn. "Well . . . yes. All right, let's wait here." And then I would buy the hometown paper and go home to bed. TORONTO TODAY It is my fervant hope that a goodly crowd, and much of the same crowd, gather in Toronto this week. Speer has already told us he couldn't make it because the date will conflict with his schooling ; this is too bad. His absence will not only rob us of the opportunity of manufacturing newer, more pleasant rumors, but we shall also have to get along somehow without the annual anti-dero legislation. _______________________ _______________________ The Woman I Left Behind She was a lovely, sensuous thing of voluptuos curves; fragile moonlight gleamed enticingly on her bare, ivory shoulders, and cascaded down her body to the daring low cut of her garment. I looked at the magnificent, tantalizing body of her and yearned to hold it in my to hands. It captured my breath, my admiration, my desire. Some master craftsman had nolded that beautiful body, I thought, a creator who would never again produce its perfect twin. I wanted that body, those delightful curves, for my own fingers to caress. But I could never have it. The damned statue was too heavy to steal. ________________________ RUMOR BLASTING DEPT: There is no truth to the vile rumor that anonymous telegrams sent from Toronto will be intercepted at the border. (6)
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