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...Acorss the highway from Haymarket is the Italian North End, complete with good restaurants, tight ethnic community, and Old North Church. But don't wait for some short, dark-haired lad to come running out of an alley shouting that it's "Prince Spaghetti Day." They only eat that shit in Quincy Center...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Square | 6/27/1977 | See Source »

...Money to travel. Money to write. Money to never have to worry about money again. And she loved him, in her insipid, lobotomized little way, or so they imagined. He went out to dinner with her parents--no take-out Chinese from those Chiang gang at the Hong Kong; shit man, these people were rich. They went out to Locke-Ober's, but Shapiro, to steel himself for the ordeal, had drunk too much bourbon. By the time the steak tartare had arrived he was green; rapturously ill, he tried to run--outside, bathroom, anywhere. Her father would...

Author: By Joseph Dalton, | Title: Any last words, buddy? | 5/27/1977 | See Source »

...oughta be ashamed to have that shit in here. How come you got no good books in here...

Author: By Francis J. Connolly, | Title: A real special place | 5/27/1977 | See Source »

...incident forces Duke to negotiate. The scene causes anger to rise cold in your throat--it's strangely impersonal, yet moving. A flashlight shines on some muck on the ground, and a miner's dirty hand stirs through it. "Know what that is?" the voice asks. "Them;s brains. Shit. That's the way with a dirty scab. Shoot you when you're not even looking. Shit." Kopple was asked to film Jones' funeral, and it's here in horrible detail, with Jones' mother carried away moaning "Oh Death...

Author: By Joseph Dalton, | Title: Seek Not Your Fortune Way Down In The Mines | 4/21/1977 | See Source »

...each officer's shift from eight hours to six and to increase shift overlaps--a move he says would allow the police to offer a more adequate level of protection. The officers downplay their own interests in asking for the change; as one said, "We don't give a shit about this increased workload on us--we're not cry-babies. But how the hell are we going to be able to do a decent job with so few guys...

Author: By Francis J. Connolly, | Title: Cops at the Crossroads | 4/14/1977 | See Source »

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