Word: smokes
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...story affair in the back of the Truc building on Brattle St. The downstairs has a fine stretch of mahogany for those who would bend elbows, lots of tables for those who would have conversations, and even wicker love-seats for those who would woo. It's dark here, smoke gets in your eyes, and multitudes of humanity flock here to get glued to the rock...
...somewhat ambidextrous, using his right hand to write, playing tennis with his left. He was lefthanded as a boy, but his father tied a string to his left wrist at the dinner table. When Nelson tried to eat southpaw, his father gave a yank. Rockefeller does not smoke and only occasionally has a Dubonnet on the rocks or some wine. There is no way of telling that he is a Rockefeller from his dress. His nondescript suits are invariably rumpled, his ties unmemorable...
...physiological effects of smoking marijuana have been as little documented and almost as hotly disputed as the psychological and social results. Two physicians at the Long Beach (Calif.) VA Hospital have now produced some firm data for one class of pot smokers: those with angina pectoris, a condition that causes intervals of intense chest pains. Knowing that smoking any tobacco cigarette (even the nonnicotine variety) hastens the onset of angina in men with coronary-artery disease, Drs. Wilbert S. Aronow and John Cassidy tested ten such volunteers with a marijuana cigarette and a nonmarijuana cigarette. Before smoking, the men exercised...
Your class seems to have cleaner lungs than those of the past. Only 6 per cent of men, 15 per cent of women said they smoked. For still undetermined reasons, (higher neuroticism level perhaps) prep school females ranked highest on tabacco consumption. And the administration can't seem to figure out why so many freshmen answered "not cigarettes" to the question "do you smoke...
...Socialism. As Marx and Lenin stare out at you from behind hortatory covers, you shudder at the sudden bite of the thick moist air settling in the wintry streets of a European capital. The three-story facades of workers' houses are depressing in their black-sooted brick, and the smoke emanating from the stack of a nearby factory leaves an acrid smell in the air. Leaflets are being passed out on the street, and, as you lean over to grab one...someone knocks a copy of "Beyond the Melting Pot" off a shelf above you, it catches...