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Although London's West End streets have been more or less cleared of prostitutes, they still solicit outdoors in many areas, and indoors practically anywhere. Many ply their trade in cars, thus do not remove their clothes. Scotland Yard's Commander George Hatherill appealed to the traditionally hostile demimonde, urged "any prostitute who has been made to strip and has been assaulted" to call Shepherds Bush police station (telephone number: SHE 1113), where, he promised, specially picked officers would arrange to meet any informant "when and where she wishes," without fear of arrest...
...been staggering," said one top cop. "Women who would never have dreamed of talking to a policeman are coming all the time." In the first 24 hours alone, more than 120 whores had volunteered information about the murder victims or about male customers of their acquaintance who seemed, in Scotland Yard's words, "odd or eccentric in their association with prostitutes." Said Commander Hatherill: "What has astonished me is the number of women in this profession who have been picked up, stripped in a car, then knocked about-and made no complaint...
Hilary T. Harris, 34, also a New Yorker, is a slick and literate stylist and then some. His Seawards the Great Ships is a 29-minute color documentary on the shipbuilders of the Clyde in Scotland. He shows, rivet by plate, how ships are built. The picture won an Oscar two years ago. Harris also does shorter, impressionistic pieces. In Highway, he zips up, down, and under Manhattan's West Side Highway by night and day, sketching the rhythm of the roadway until it fairly comes alive. "My main preoccupation in film is with rhythm, and then color...
...with the book--that's right, throw it in. Culture schmulture you big smarties--Man, look at that light. Scotland's burning, Scotland's burning, pour on water, pour on water...
...years Britain has been growing lopsided. As lingering depression shuttered the mills and shipyards of Scotland and the industrial north, hundreds of thousands of workers and their families drifted into southeast England. New industries sprang up, and a blotchy urban sprawl transformed the home counties surrounding London into Poet John Betjeman's "dear old, bloody old England of telephone poles and tin." Greater London is being choked by its population explosion; its birth rate is six times that of the rest of the country. Traffic is so congested in the city that when a magazine staged a race between...