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Word: bets (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1970-1979
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...life of the city. Traditionally, that decision is left to individual developers. In Los Angeles, for example, Occidental Petroleum decided that the financial center would move south of the old downtown, and built its headquarters in the likeliest southern line of growth. But Atlantic Richfield and three banks bet the movement would be westward and built their towers accordingly. As things turned out, the west won, which leaves Occidental in solitary splendor, at least temporarily. Not that it matters: the building boom in Los Angeles is not only around the new towers, but also miles away in Century City...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Environment: Downtown Is Looking Up | 7/5/1976 | See Source »

...whole purpose of going is to bet, so buy the official program with the dogs' weights, track records and the anonymous expert's picks. The best handicapper works for The Globe--he gets about 60 per cent right, the best sources say--and you should buy the paper beforehand. The greyhounds tend to be more chancy than horses, longshots are better bets and favorites fold up as often...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Going to the Dogs | 6/28/1976 | See Source »

...savings and lumpenproletarians (pimps, mutes, cripples) predominating. The dogs themselves add to the Weimar-like irrationality: a heavy favorite can, like one sure thing in a class D match of yesteryear, simply lie down on the track, look at the crowd and take a piss, while the fans that bet on him (her) scream for blood. From Class D the dogs are sent to various ethnic restaurants in the area...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Going to the Dogs | 6/28/1976 | See Source »

...Bet on any dog sired by Joe Nemo; and don't, even if he's a big bruiser, bet on a former Class A dog named Chase Jones, or any hound from the Joseph Zion Kennel...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Going to the Dogs | 6/28/1976 | See Source »

...ballgame in isolated splendor. But you probably don't have any out of town clients to impress and our informal survey shows that none of you hold high positions in the Lincoln, Mass. chapter of the National Association of Manufacturers. In that case, the bleachers are your best bet. A slightly alcoholic, bedraggled-looking college kid from some hometown out of the area who knows very little about major league baseball fits in perfectly here...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Hangin' Out in Lumpen Heaven | 6/28/1976 | See Source »

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