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...Stork Club on the Elbe. The shops that line the Binnen-Alster Lake, in the heart of the city, look like those of Fifth Avenue; their windows are filled with French perfumes, Danish silver and Paris gowns, minks and foxes. Splendid restaurants (including the Seute Deern, a three-masted schooner tied up at the waterfront) serve fresh caviar and Prague ham; a meal costs...
...waterfront sector of St. Pauli, dozens of nightclubs stretch along a half-mile of neon lights on the Reeperbahn. Seamen of all nations dance with heavily rouged "animation ladies," and pay Stork Club prices for flaccid German champagne. The rule at the Bal Paradox is that the women ask the men to dance. In Hamburg's railroad station is the Treffpunkt agency: for 25 marks ($5.95) a man can leaf through a photo album, select a girl, arrange a date. Says proud Treffpunkt Manager Max Pollack: "All my girls are high-class, and you'd be surprised...
...course, the ever watchful censors have cut some material out of the great stork. Purists will be interested to know that two immortal lines have been exorcised. Jack Beutel once said at one point. "Don't move or I'll rip your blouse," and Jane Russell mumbles later on, "I'll keep him warm." Also missing are four lusty wallops on the kettledrum and two choruses of the first movement of Tchaikovsky's Sixth Symphony...
...star her in a radio program and a television show. There were offers from Hollywood and blueprints for a Blondes comic strip and a Lorelei doll modeled on Carol's lines. Even the glacial captains of café society's most chichi saloons, "21" and the Stork, went out of their way to bow effusively and greet her by name. "Everything," said Carol in her own peculiar idiom, "has leveled off just wonderfully...
...together of the Gridiron Widows, the distaff side of the Gridiron Club, "Evie" cast an appraising eye over "Bootsie's" figure. Sweetly, she remarked that Bootsie, who gave birth to a son six months before, looked quite "robust." In her next column, Evie elaborated on her suspicions: "The stork, so 'they' say, is once more hovering some distance over the William Randolph Hearst Jrs.' . . . house, right on the heels of William Randolph Hearst III's first encounter with this bitter old world . . ." Washington dowagers and debutantes, who find the pearls in Evie's column...