Word: gins
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...away," sighed a Yankee player last week, "or there wouldn't be any pennant race at all." Drafted by the Angels in 1961, Chance won 27 games and lost 28 over the next two seasons, picked up a reputation as a slicker at snooker and gin, hit the gossip columns regularly by palling around with Playboy Pitcher Bo Belinsky. Last spring Chance announced that he was "a settled-down fellow," told the Angels he wanted a raise to $18,000. There was some small argument, but he won; the Angels even sweetened the pie by another $7,000 last...
...rotting cabbage, auto exhausts and night soil, all woven into a unique miasma. There are 100,000 people who live afloat in suburbs of sampans and never use a toilet or garbage pail. But the main source of trouble is a place ten miles from the city quaintly named Gin Drinkers' Bay by the British and more accurately known as Garbage Bay to the Chinese...
...city. For a long time, not even her best friends would tell her. Then last week Senior City Councilor Arnaldo de Oliveira Sales took an olfactory tour of Hong Kong in a helicopter and pronounced that even from 300 feet up the place stank. The government promised that Gin Drinkers' Bay will be contained by a new wall next month and that the first of two big, modern incinerators will start work early next year...
...S.R.O. draw at Convention Hall. The Steel Pier featured Mickey Rooney, Milton Berle and The Diving Horse. And over at the Globe Theater, the management proudly presented "Her Sexcellency" Sally Rand in Person. To the surprise of those who thought Strip per Sally had gone out with bathtub gin, she seemed to have changed hardly at all. For that matter, Atlantic City hadn't either...
...Berlin in the '30s, watching Sally Bowles salute the morning with raw eggs and gin, he smiled sadly, "I am a camera." There was no question of love or hate, of reaction; the sensitive recording device functioned, but the rest of the apparatus was missing. Years later in California, that boneyard for aging British intellectuals, Isherwood's camera still clicks away. Its subjects are less often street scenes than the landscapes of the mind, but the limiting flaw persists. The camera now surveys a middle-aged British homosexual, a professor of literature whose roommate has been killed...