Word: ritz
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...obstacles, including a sanctimonious baseball commissioner, a girl who throws like Sandy Koufax and the demolition of a housing project to make way for the old stadium, resurrected brick by brick. When installed, the once and future team manages to win the pennant. But not the World Series. Ritz is a skilled and witty novelist, but he realizes that even in fantasy some dreams remain impossible...
...sudden going to go boom, boom. I can just feel it. It's like when you're waiting for a pimple to come up." Not having had time to become jaded or to embrace a pragmatically spartan regimen, she still likes rock-'n'-roll joints like the Ritz and the Peppermint Lounge. She likes to eat a brownie, strawberry ice cream and whipped cream horribility, and as she does so she looks innocent enough to break an art director's heart. She is sufficiently seasoned, however, to set meticulously aside cab chits, makeup bills and other tax-deductible receipts every...
...Because of the day's unusual guests-Begin and the giant sparkler-guards are everywhere: a dozen from the U.S. Secret Service, half a dozen from Israel's Shin Bet and another half a dozen from Cartier, which is showing off the diamond as big as the Ritz. Shortly before 7, Hartman comes downstairs, dressed in typically nondescript gray tweed jacket, dark trousers and brown loafers; he does not fancy himself a clotheshorse. He is told that Steve Bell, Good Morning's Washington-based newscaster, wants to talk with him, and Hartman takes the call...
...drinks still in hand, eye Arthur's dented generic cab suspiciously, then climb in the back seat. "Good night, Charles," one of the women says to the fourth member of the party, who waves from the curb. "We had a marvelous time." Then, turning to Arthur, "Ritz Carlton...
...Cambridge that Arthur tries to eschew, usually choosing to play from Harvard up to North Cambridge, steering clear of the east part of the city. "One time I picked up these four kids in East Cambridge, which was a mistake. They wanted to go down to Boston near the Ritz, where a lot of gays hang, out. All of a sudden, they yell, 'Pull over, pull over.' I wasn't going to argue with four of them. So three of them get out and absolutely beat the hell out of these three gays--for no reason...