LizzieMaine
Bartender
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Poor Harold. Even when he thinks he's doing the right thing, he's still a chump.
...An honest cabbie has a hard time of it these days, especially when conversation with passengers can be politically fraught, so when a passenger asked thirty-six year old Charles Kurent of Long Island City what he thought of the Lease-Lend bill, the driver made a noncommittal reply. That reply caused his passenger to take down his name, on the suspicion that he looked German, and might be a German agent. But when that passenger got out of the cab and realized that she'd dropped a $2000 diamond and platinum bracelet, she immediately called the police. A patrolman went to Mr. Kurent's hack stand -- where the driver was already waiting to hand over the bracelet. He also advised the patrolman to tell the passenger he isn't German -- he's Jewish....
...$2,000,000 were bared in court today in testimony from one of Caplin's accomplices. Adolph "The Count" Ruskin, elderly confidence man, was brought from Sing Sing Prison to describe how Caplin ran operations from behind the scenes, while using professional gamblers to do carefully-selected marks out of their money in high-stakes games staged in Brooklyn hotel rooms, and often convincing those victims that even if there was a "shark" working the table, that "shark" was working on their behalf to help them recover lost money....
That lady in the cab only proves that in every Era, you will find Karens.
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Army officials are trying to save the life of a 10-year-old airedale dog who has been pining away since his master enlisted into the service. Arrangements had been made to send the dog, named Laddie, to Fort Ord, where he might be reunited with his master, Private Everett Scott of Chanunte, Kansas, but since Mr. Scott's departure Laddie has refused to eat, and an Army veterinarian has ordered a regimen of glucose injections and feeding by tube in order to strengthen the dog for the airplane trip to California. "If he doesn't die," said the doctor, "he might be able to make the trip on Saturday."...
... "Lya Lys" is officially the Greatest Second Rate Movie Starlet Name Ever. And a moment of silence for poor Maxie Annenberg, who remembered the days when being the "Circulation Manager" for a daily paper meant having a truckload of goons going around blackjacking other truckloads of goons distributing rival papers.....
"Well, know-how and this nifty pair of loaded dice. Hey, check out my diamond stickpin!"
You know that it's too good to be true, and you know that he'll screw it up. You just KNOW it. You can feel it rolling in like a thunderstorm.....
I don't think Lana's met Shadow yet, but once she does, will she be able to resist his uncontrollable sex appeal? Not even Sparky Watts is that hot. Better keep her away from the Sunday page...
Shadow is Harold's mooching soda-shop sidekick, who's about four and a half feet tall, has buck teeth, is prematurely balding, and is absolutely irresistible to women, to the point where he makes Downwind Jaxon look like a eunuch. I'm sure he'll be along any day now to give Harold some good solid advice for the future...