Word: smokes
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...sorties over roiling Suoi Tre, bombing the attackers with explosives, napalm and anti-personnel bomblets. Two distant artillery batteries walked more than 2,000 shells through the enemy's ranks, some striking as close as 100 ft. to the shrunken U.S. perimeter. A big Chinook chopper swept through smoke and fire to drop slings of fresh ammunition. But the G.I.s were down to their last bullets, and in some bunkers to a single grenade. Eleven of the batteries' 18 howitzers lay silenced by enemy fire; artillerymen loaded the remaining guns while kneeling amid burning shells. As the enemy...
Enter the Fugs, Greenwich Village folk-rock preacher-lovers who have sprung full grown and screaming from Allen Ginsberg's beard. Champions of moral disarmament, they sing out for the people who, according to Ginsberg's liner notes on their second album, "make love with their eyes open, maybe smoke pot & maybe take LSD & look inside their heads to find the Self-God Walt Whitman prophesied for America...
...seasoned detection expert and proprietor of the Blockade Runners, an Atlanta shop that deals in sales or swaps of Civil War accouterments, outlines the procedure. "I get me a spot on a battlefield," he says, "and I go sit down and lean up against a tree and smoke a cigarette, and I think, 'If I were fighting here, where would 1 have dragged a wounded man? Over behind that big rock.' So I detect there. Or I figure, 'If the troops left New Hope Church one day and their destination was a day's journey, where...
...game ran on through the night. As the smoke lay thicker over the poker table, and the cigarettes ran out, the players sucked desperately at butts. Cigarettes are vital to a poker player. Several hours of concentration dissipated the friendly atmosphere. By noon the next day the heaviest loser was down $100, while the winner picked up $75. The Leverett gamblers considered this a smallish game...
...crowd. During the weekdays, it becomes a Cambridge streetcorner moved indoors, a refuge for the lustful, sallow, acne-splattered teen set. Precocous little girls with rampaging breasts bump and grind to the Seeds and the Stones. Cheeseburger boys in thick maroon coats and plaid pants leer through clouds of smoke. Everyone is doing all right...