Word: smells
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...Delaware: "We'll do it before we go home." Many Senators realize that the Dodd affair and other cases have cast a moral smogbank over Capitol Hill. Utah's Wallace Bennett, an austere Mormon, received a letter from a constituent 1,800 miles away, saying: "We can smell you clear out here...
Gone Fishing. Equally haphazard is Shelburne's general store, a zany montage of barbershop, country doctor's office, dentist's cubicle, post office and taproom whose shelves are laden with jars of candy and patent nostrums. A faint smell of peppermint is always in the air, and outside the door hangs a hand-painted sign: "Gone fishing be back Monday mebbe." The schoolhouse combines a dunce cap made from an 1868 newspaper with wall drawings made by Lincoln-era schoolchildren and period mottoes written on the blackboard: "People who are wrapped up in themselves make small packages...
They all laughed when the U.S. Army introduced the "E63 Manpack Personnel Detector" for experimental use in Viet Nam. The device, a 24-lb. chemical and electronic version of a nose, was designed literally to smell the body odor of concealed enemy troops. Now the G.I.s-and presumably the Viet Cong, too-are more impressed than amused. The "People Sniffer," as it is known in the field, has demonstrated that it can locate hidden enemy forces and has been ordered for dozens of U.S. infantry and artillery units...
...spurious eyelashes, a male star is just around the corner. This time it is Richard Harris, a conversation-bugging double agent whose talent consists of electronic gimmickry and histrionic mimicry (principally of Richard Burton). The deodorant and hairspray espionage is supposed to concern itself with the sweet success of smell. But along the line it develops that Interpol is also involved. Someone has been blending hallucinogens into the cosmetics and shipping them all over the world-an LSDevice that gives the stars a chance to plod after a preposterous plot between the opening credits and the closing clinches...
...smell of kerosene permeates the tiny, corrugated-iron shack at the end of a dirt road in Kent. A kettle steams on the little black stove. Amid such bleak surroundings, a scrawny, brown-eyed girl of 20 named Bridget Poole and a bedridden old woman smile and laugh together. "People think it's strange," says Elizabeth ("Queen") Allen, 83. "Such a young girl living with an old lady like me. But it seems perfect ly natural to us two. I think that's be cause love is there...