Word: lollipops
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...start with the 4-mg pops and work their way down to 2 mg after a couple of weeks. The idea is not to suck on the things continuously but only when the urge to smoke becomes overpowering. Once the craving has passed, you're instructed to put the lollipop back in its reusable bag. One pop is supposed to replace four or five cigarette breaks...
...well do the nico-pops work? "I've had mixed success," says Dr. Rene Harper, an assistant professor at the Medical College of Georgia, who has prescribed the lollipops to patients who had failed to quit smoking with either nicotine gum or patches. Some of his patients found they either were too expensive or didn't pack enough of a punch. Still, Harper says, "there may be some advantage to the lollipop. It may work faster than gum." Experts suspect the pops probably won't cause lung cancer, but heart disease can't be ruled...
...under ten minutes, he moved from Judy Garland’s “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” all the way to the death of the Wicked Witch of the West, capturing all the major details on the way. His ability to mimic the Munchkins and the Lollipop Guild perhaps doesn’t make for high art, but is a shining instance of his ability to conjure vast cohesive soundscapes using only his voice. During this performance, you could only marvel at the energy and manic zeal that goes into evoking and faithfully capturing the spirit...
...finding "a party going on" outside his bathroom. "Queen of the Hop," with Darin?s tentative, occasionally flat vocal submerged beneath a guitar and a sax that both beat a hard rhythm, was choked with references to recent songs ("Peggy Sue," "Good Golly, Miss Molly," "Sugartime," "Short Shorts," "Lollipop," "Sweet Little Sixteen") and dances (the chicken, the stroll), with a commercially canny citation of Dick Clark?s "Bandstand...
...poor, young girl in Angeles, there is little to trade on except her body. Northern European men prefer the darker-skinned Amerasians, while the Japanese go for lighter skin. Jewel, 18, plies the streets in front of Splash, Lollipop and Confetti's, where drunken men amble with a girl in one hand and a San Miguel beer in the other. She's never met her American father, but her mother says he had a scar on his left calf. So every time Jewel meets a middle-aged American, she checks his leg, just in case. "I don't know what...