Word: wads
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Junpei is a hobo full of heart and uncommon ingenuity. He wears a remarkable garment fitted out with pockets for everything: tools, utensils, pots, food packets, soy sauce and a jar of Ajinomoto brand monosodium glutamate. And taped over his liver, like a mustard plaster, is a wad of 80,000 yen. Junpei prefers to live by his wits instead of his money, and hits the road to put the touch on all who cross his zigzag path. On his travels he encounters Komako, a female swindler with a grisly gimmick: she begs by posing as a Hiroshima maiden, although...
...they have already popularized 150 flavors, including such tangy new taste sensations as green tea, gin fizz and pickled plum. In the interests of more mannerly mastication, the manufacturers have even prescribed a code of gummanship (cardinal rule: never chew when addressing your elders), plan to install 1,000 wad-disposal boxes in convenient public places, and have introduced an official gum chewers' anthem...
...bidding of a dental-health educator, the kids chomped energetically on a wad of flavored wax. When the wax had done its job of stimulating a free flow of saliva, the dentist collected a saliva sample from each child and mixed it with a special reagent. Within a few minutes, the samples showed a variety of colors. These color changes, according to an inventive biochemist, Dr. Gustav W. Rapp of Chi cago's Loyola University, predict whether a child is likely to develop a lot of tooth cavities. The colors (from an enzyme in the saliva) will indicate...
...trust me." A hurt tone crept into Patterson's voice. "To say that I couldn't enforce the law is the worst insult they could have thrown at me. The Kennedys couldn't get enough votes in Alabama this morning to wad buckshot...
...other forms of assorted vice now amounts to $25 million a year. Though the price has soared to $20, prostitution is still so common that bartenders seldom go through the formality of selling a customer a drink, merely shrug: "The girls are upstairs." A man can still lose his wad in the gambling joints that wink with neon along York and Monmouth Streets and glow softly in the bottom land down by the river. And though three whorehouses Lave recently flourished within a block of the station house, Newport's police still look on their town with innocent eyes...