1957 C. Himes Imabelle 89: ‘God damn it. We can’t go in our bare asses.’ He raised the mattress of the couch and took out a big blued-steel Colt's .45.at bare-ass, adj.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 30: I got to feed my monkey first...He’s on my back.at monkey on one’s back, n.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 30: Goldy [...] cooked a C&M speedball over the flame. He groaned as he banged himself in the arm.at bang, v.1
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 58: I’ll be able to give a bastard that much money just to keep from having to kill him.at bastard, n.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 33: She’s gone off with the man who beat you out your money.at beat (someone) out of (v.) under beat, v.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 96: [She] looked him straight in the eyes with her own glassy, speckled bedroom eyes.at bedroom eyes, n.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 53: That was the way jokers in Harlem carried their money when they wanted to big-time.at big time, v.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 40: He was big-mouthing to my girls about how he was going to make a fortune.at bigmouth, v.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 32: It didn’t surprise Goldy that Jackson had been trimmed on The Blow.at blow, the, n.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 29: Three teenage boysand a young girl inside were all blowing gage.at blow, v.1
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 88: Jackson banged the bottle on the table and gave Goldy a look of blue violence.at blue, adj.1
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 33: If all that broad has got in her trunk is clothes, she has teamed up with that slim stud.at broad, n.2
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 61: As soon as my woman buys herself a fur coat and I get myself some new clothes... we’ll be stone broke.at stone broke, adj.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 10: Sleeping in doorways, drinking canned heat to keep warm.at canned heat, n.
1957 C. Himes Imabelle 29: The barbershop where the sharp cats got their nappy kinks straightened with a mixture of Vaseline and potash lye.at cat, n.5