Word: brands
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...York boasts little simple gaiety, carnival style. It's not a town of light pastels--pinks or greens or yellows. Even the old melting-pot brand of local color is graying around the edges now. The teeming foreign quarters are thinning out with the accents, as assimilation works her inexorable blending, and homey slums give way to lofty housing projects. Not much, in fact, enjoys permanence in New York: glimpses of ugly tenement and high-rent duplex shift kaleidescopically...
Perhaps the least congenial brand of serving lady, the Puree Mongole-flavor, frowns as she heaps your plate with French-fried cauliflower or dehydrated liver, hoping that death will result...
Through Prickly Pear. Moursund is an all-round man in the best Texas tradition. He controls a local bank. He can survey land, brand cattle, ride a horse through prickly pear cactus, steer his Lincoln Continental through cedar brush in pursuit of game, drop a deer with unerring aim, then gut and skin the animal. To the Judge ranching is more of a pleasure than a source of income. Explains an associate: "He gets a real kick out of manipulating cattle from one pasture to another." He also enjoys food in quantity. When he speaks of a "couple of hamburgers...
...last week Hucklebuck Logan arose at 5 a.m., bussed to Baltimore's grimy city hall. When the offices opened at 8:30 he signed up as the U.S.'s first volunteer for Poverty Czar Sargent Shriver's brand-new Job Corps. Behind Hucklebuck, to the delight of Job Corps officials who had feared that the corps' first recruiting campaign would draw an embarrassingly puny turnout, came well over 400 more kids from Baltimore. Almost all were school dropouts, few had steady jobs, and about one-third had had trouble with the police...
...more purposeful air; glancing over A.P. dispatches, composing headlines, running up from the basement to report how much type has been set. And the theatre people act drunker than they are; preening themselves, performing little dances or comic bits with one another, trying to engage editors in their own brand of snappy repartee, joking together about the fatuities of the CRIMSON...