Word: liquored
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...legitimate business, the underworld has its basic, or "core," industries. "In economic-development terms," says Schelling, "black markets may provide the central core (or 'infra-structure') of underworld business, capable of branching out into other lines." The underworld economy probably grew out of the Prohibition-era bootleg liquor industry, which "may have put underworld business in the U.S. in what economic developers call the 'takeoff' into self-sustained growth...
...means are as varied as the goals. Chicago Manufacturer Thomas Mc-Comas, 28, a would-be movie producer, staged a "psychedelic night" last September for 1,000 friends and wellwishers, offered them unlimited liquor, steak tartare, ear-shattering recorded music, and a flickering "lobster light" au Leary. Charging $10 a head ($15 for couples), McComas cleared $1,000. It was not as much as he had hoped for but enough to finance his film, No Game Today...
...dozen more à Go-Go clubs sprouted along the length of the Strip itself. Since the Strip was an unincorporated free zone loosely administered by Los Angeles County, club owners last year succeeded in gaining "youth permits" to admit minors under 21, provided that they were not served liquor. The stampede...
Whatever the origin of her life's impulse, Carry began obeying it in Kansas in 1899 when she was 52. The state was then legally dry. Liquor could be dispensed only for "medical, scientific and mechanical" purposes-an injunction liberally interpreted by the cafes, drugstores and Blind Tigers of the time. After remarrying a kind of jack-of-all professions named David Nation, who was occasionally a lawyer, doctor, journalist and innkeeper and chronically a failure, Carry went on the warpath. Commencing in the town of Medicine Lodge, Carry's hatchet proceeded to enforce the letter...
...oise Dorléac) he has recently wed. She lusts for excitement, and suddenly she gets it. A mobster on the lam (Lionel Slander) staggers into the castle one fine day and institutes a nerve-shredding reign of terror: flashes his firearms, slashes the phone wires, crashes the liquor closet, mashes the host's nose, lashes the wife's bottom, smashes the family Jag, and generally behaves like the sort of fire-breathing, tear-dropping dragon who traditionally inhabits a medieval castle and wonders wistfully, as he adds another visitor to the three-story bone-pile...