The House Next Door

Because the Sgt. Maurer pit was not located, the District of Columbia asked the Corps to look further. They also asked Terry Slonecker of the EPA s EPIC to try and refine the location for the pit shown in the 1918 aerial photograph. Both he and the District thought that the pit was located next door. 

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Then they draw lots to reduce the thirty to nine. I had been hoping to eat quickly and pay a brief but possibly rewarding visit to my adored Violetta, who lives in the house next door. Number 96. She works nights and I work days, so the noon break is our best chance to be together. I had not seen her for three days and was missing her sorely. Then the nine elect forty. The forty are reduced by lot to—... 

I went and fetched Giorgio to take her home to the house next door. I steadied her arm as we descended the stairs. 

In the evening by candlelight. Dona Donata, who besides Mazatec also spoke Spanish, told us about life in the village one tragedy or another had already struck nearly every one of the seemingly peaceful huts that lay surrounded by this paradisiacal scenery. A man who had murdered his wife, and who now sits in prison for life, had lived in the house next door, which now stood empty. 

We were in the back garden of the tiny cotta the two of them shared. It was little more than a yard, rea%, an untidy scrap of lawn encbsed on two sides by a laige paddock. But it was private, overboked by only the bedroom windows of the house next door, and there was an uninterrupted view of the lake that lay a mere hundred yards... 

Kim and her family moved into a Little Italy-type neighborhood in Cleveland where a friend offered them a good deal on an apartment in an old duplex. It appeared to be in good condition. Only the window wells and threshold drew their attention as in need of repair on the initial walk-through of the apartment. They asked the landlord to repair the wells, but he did not, feeling that his tenant was just as able to take care of it, so the matter slid. In the meantime, the house next door (about a dozen feet away) had exterior paint falling off it and onto the driveway area (composed of brick and soil). 

Arthur s wife, Helen, made an association between the value of her house, the number of weeds in her yard, and the character (and perhaps the ethnicity of the her next door neighbors ... 

Having tucked my deck away, I went to peek out at Number 96, the smaller house next-door. The leaded panes of my windows bear colored or prismatic glass so no one can see in, but I can peer out through a few clear gaps, and much pleasure I have of them. Number 96 is a bawdy house and on sunny afternoons the inhabitants gather on the rooftop deck, thealtana, to bleach their hair. They are fully dressed, you understand, even to hats with no crowns, only wide brims to shade their faces and spread out their hair. The view is admirable all the same, and that day there were fifteen shapely nymphs gathered there. To my joy, fourteen of them were outshone by the radiant beauty of Violetta. 

A retreat from the bare-bones falafel houses dotting the country, Cedars Of Lebanon (154 E. 200 South, a 801-364-4096) offers top-notch Middle Eastern entrees amid a sea of colorful Arabic carpets. For lunch, head to the all-you-can-eat weekday lunch buffet or ask for the all-vegetarian mezze combination. Live music and belly dancing takes place on weekend nights. You can also pick up stuffed grape leaves and the like at the deli next door. Across the street is Star Of India (177 E. 200 South, a 801-363-7555), recommended for its vegetable curries. 

But a new crisis has arisen, one that will be harder to resolve Dol announces that the master of the house has come. Outside the door is Lovewit surrounded by forty neighbors Face has to be shaved to look again like Jeremy, the butler. Subtle and Dol are to escape with what goods they can Face will greet his master now, but the confederacy is to meet the next day to divide the spoils at an appointed rendezvous. 

If the darkroom is in a closet, install a fen at the top of the door, drawing air out, and a passive vent at the bottom, allowing fresh air in. If you re renting a house or apartment, remove and store the landlord s door and replace it with a door of your own. When you move, replace the landlord s original door, keeping your ventilator door intact for the next darkroom. 

Wynn s darkroom was in the basement of his home which was accessed by wooden stairs outside the back door of the house. One day his wife, Edna, was in a back room working on a project of her own. She heard Wynn clumping up the stairs from the darkroom, the back door thrown open, and then the sound of clunk and clang as Wynn tossed something into the circular metal trash can next to the back door. She then heard him say, To hell with this damn testing I m going out and make some pictures After he had stormed off with his camera and tripod Edna went to see what he had thrown away. There in the trash can was Wynn s spot meter and densitometer. She fished them out and later Wynn gave them to Ansel. 

THAT NIGHT I slept at Selden, with Annie in Sarah s bed next door to keep me company. Sometime in the small hours it began to rain, and the house was full of strange noises, as if it had lost part of its anchorage and was likely to be washed away. 

IN THE NEXT room, Annie and Mrs. Calder were laying out Sarah s body. When it was done, I went with the other women to stand beside the bed. We were a ragbag Mrs. Calder, the smartest and most respectable Annie, as composed as ever, and the rest of us, wild-haired and crumpled. The house was closed for business and the shutters fastened, so the room was very quiet with the racket of London kept at a distance and a pair of candles burning at the head of the bed. Some of the women were weeping others looked anywhere but at the body. They were restless and uneasy and soon filed out past the little brown-eyed girl who hovered by the door. 

A line of withdrawal must be left In the case of attached houses, go next door, find a cupboard on the party walk and knock a hole in the back into the defended houae then dose the cupboard. With detached houses knock a bole into a lean-to shed or bush or lean a wheelbarrow, bin or other article against the hole. If necessary place a dummy booby trap over the hole. 

Lentil club sandwiches, noodle salads and tempeh Reubens grace the menu at Slice Of Life Cafe (742 South St., b 716-271-8010). Although locals scoff that the place serves rabbit food, its creative yet inexpensive fare draws a good crowd. The India House Cafe (1009 S. Clinton Ave., b 716-271-0242) is a smaller, allvegetarian version of the India House restaurant next door. Sample vegetable curries and the like in a casual, uniquely Indian atmosphere. The store attached to the cafe sells Indian spices wholesale to the public. 

Impressed with the young man s chemical talents, Berthollet asked Gay-Lussac to work in his country house at Arcueil. This must have been an interesting and inspiring experience for the young Gay-Lussac. Laplace had property next door, and many chemists came by to work and hold discussions. It was also during his tenure at Arcueil that Gay-Lussac had his first hot-air ballooning adventures, an experience destined to be significant for his later work. 

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