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...subway starts to roll. Waves of passengers greet the frowning guardsmen. "This way, ma'am, stay on the other side of the yellow rope," the MPs say, and they all do as they are told, most walking down Tremont Street in search of a coffee shop. Dunkin Donuts, the first to open, sells 6 dozen donuts in under a minute, and the proprietor stares with dismay at the disappearing stocks of crullers and jelly-filled. "Shit, we need more donuts. I should have made more donuts," he mutters...

Author: By William E. Mckibben, | Title: A City Awaits A Pope | 10/2/1979 | See Source »

Last month Prison Director Royal Dunkin got an excited phone call from a former employee who urged him to turn on the television and watch The Dating Game. There, competing with two other contestants for a date with a Los Angeles Rams cheerleader, was Bachelor No. 1, James Shelton...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Americana: What's My Line? | 12/25/1978 | See Source »

...caper, Prison Director Dunkin remarked: "It certainly took guts." Indeed it did. Bachelor No. 3, who got the girl, was a news reporter, while Bachelor No. 2 was a probation officer...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Americana: What's My Line? | 12/25/1978 | See Source »

...quickie shops, whose advent has been successfully forestalled in Harvard Square--including Dunkin' Donuts, which was denied permission to open a branch in Harvard Square two years ago--flourish in Central Square. By and large, the owners of the more marginal junk-food shops have remained out of Smith's organization. And Lane, whose tenant group is avowedly committed to bringing in still more junk food operations, pleads, "Get us a Jewish bakery, please...

Author: By Richard S. Weisman, | Title: There's more to Cambridge than Harvard Square | 9/24/1976 | See Source »

...ever wonder why we have been imported to this enclave surrounded by clusters of old three-deckers and empty lots where our age-mates, back from the service, are pounding the pavements, where young women strangely haggard work the night shift and Dunkin Donuts, where men with lunchpails punch in at Finast and Fenton Shoe, where old women on their way to our dining halls slip off gaseous buses onto the ice before dawn? What are we doing here? How shall we live? Are we somehow part of their burden? Will we always stand over against them...

Author: By James A. Sleeper, | Title: Above The Battle: The Price We Pay | 1/28/1976 | See Source »

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