Maybe you had to have grown up in that nervous decade, as Mr. Weber did, to find Mr. Baker’s ostentatious laid-backness subversive, to imbue it with so much bad-boy allure. Mr. Weber, who is also a fashion photographer, is a glamorizer both by trade and by nature, and when something imprints itself as strongly on his fantasy life as the image of the young Chet Baker clearly did, he holds onto it tightly — cherishes it, embellishes it, uses it to transport himself back to his own hard-dreaming youth.
This rib divided the vault bay into six compartments (of unequal size) rather than four. This is known as a sexpartite vault and is mainly to be seen in French Gothic architecture but occurs also in England at Canterbury Cathedral.
About seven o'clock that evening, Angelo approached the corner of Camac St. and Oregon Ave. in beautiful south “Filthadelphia.” As He inched up the broken concrete stairs, the putrid smell of garlic and broccoli rabe wafted through the screen door of the small row home and punched Him in the nose.
Fitzpatrick, now perceiving […] that he had made a very unfortunate mistake, began to ask many pardons of the lady; and then, turning to Jones, he said, “I would have you take notice I do not ask your pardon, for you have bate me; for which I am resolved to have your blood in the morning.”
