From the day
Perspective: The Teenager · Sight
I leaned against the brick, adjusting my cheaters to hide a wink at a passing Sheba while humming "The Sheik of Araby" under my breath. My eyes skipped over the discarded Times where the ink screamed *VIVIAN SEES KNOX; TALK IS REVIVED OF SEPARATE PEACE; French Special Envoy Learns at First Hand Attitude of Peace Resolution's Sponsor. SAID TO BE RECONCILED TO IT No Action Likely at Present, and He Hopes for Pledge to France in Final Action. LAUZANNE EXPECTS PASSAGE Cables His Newspaper That Neither the League Nor Present Treaty Will Ultimately Be Ratified.* The stuffy world of treaties and diplomatic pledges felt like a dusty relic compared to the neon hum of the city tonight. Who cares about the League of Nations when there’s giggle water to find and the jazz is just getting hot?