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(con. 1963) November Road 257: ‘The paperwork that’ll get you [...] into Vietnam,’ Ed said. ‘It’s all on the up-and-up, more or less’.at on the up and up (adj.) under up-and-up, n.
(con. 1963) November Road 257: ‘The paperwork that’ll get you [...] into Vietnam,’ Ed said. ‘It’s all on the up-and-up, more or less’. (con. 1963) November Road 240: ‘That goggle-eyed bean-eater’.at bean-eater (n.) under bean, n.1
(con. 1963) November Road 222: ‘Beat it, pal,’ the house dick said.at beat it, v.
(con. 1963) November Road 253: [A]n arrangement that looked right, looked natural, like a guy flopping off a bender.at bender, n.2
(con. 1963) November Road 3: Behold! The Big Easy in all its wicked splendor!at Big Easy, the, n.
(con. 1963) November Road 257: His bird flies tomorrow evening at seven sharp, a transport Cargomaster.at bird, n.1
(con. 1963) November Road 9: ‘Just find out if I need to blow town. I’ll blow tonight’.at blow, v.1
(con. 1963) November Road 136: “Goddamn you, boychick,” Ed said. “You almost gave me a heart attack.at boychick, n.
(con. 1963) November Road 55: Carlos had bumped him for reasons entirely unrelated to the assassination.at bump (off), v.
(con. 1963) November Road 4: ‘High class all the way. A real carpet joint’.at carpet joint (n.) under carpet, n.1
(con. 1963) November Road 42: ‘Well, if that ain’t the cherry on top of my sundae [...] After the day I had, it’s the damn cat’s pajamas’.at cat’s pyjamas, n.
(con. 1963) November Road 239: ‘You should see how she looks at you. She thinks you’re the cat’s meow’.at cat’s meow, n.
(con. 1963) November Road 8: Trouble in this business had a way of spreading, just like a cold or the clap.at clap, n.
(con. 1963) November Road 3: [T]he worst band in the crummiest clip joint in the city.at clip-joint, n.
(con. 1963) November Road 29: Guidry was walking too fast. Cool it, brother.at cool it, v.
(con. 1963) November Road 3: [T]he worst band in the crummiest clip joint in the city.at crummy, adj.2
(con. 1963) November Road 222: A house dick came over and asked Barone who the fuck he was.at dick, n.5
(con. 1963) November Road 196: ‘Most kids do [have falls], I imagine,’ he said. ‘I just happen to have the ding to prove it’.at ding, n.1
(con. 1963) November Road 65: The guy said he didn’t know what was worse about Kennedy, that he was a Catholic or a liberal or loved the Negroes so much. Dollars to doughnuts, Kennedy probably had some Jew blood, too.at dollars to doughnuts under dollar, n.1
(con. 1963) November Road 207: ‘I don’t want to be a drag, but maybe—’ ‘You’re not a drag, boychick,’ Ed said. ‘If I wanted a drag working for me in Saigon, I’d send Leo’.at drag, n.1
(con. 1963) November Road 222: The casino floor was crowded, hardly any room to move, suburban squares on the loose, wild-eyed and dressed to the nines.at dressed (up) to the nines, phr.
(con. 1963) November Road 240: ‘That goggle-eyed bean-eater’.at goggle-eyed, adj.
(con. 1963) November Road 253: [A]n arrangement that looked right, looked natural, like a guy flopping off a bender.at flop, v.
(con. 1963) November Road 89: [H]otfooting it out of the lobby like the devil himself was on his tail.at hot foot, v.
(con. 1963) November Road 29: A professional sharpshooter [...] [p]ositioned on the sixth floor of the Texas School Book Depository, or on the floor below to put a frame on Oswald.at put a frame on (v.) under frame, n.2
(con. 1963) November Road 4: The guy owns the building, the bar downstairs, he’ll front for peanuts.at front, v.2
(con. 1963) November Road 251: [S]he wouldn’t want to gum up the works.at gum (up) the works (v.) under gum, v.2
(con. 1963) November Road 28: He had to snap his fingers at the hack, who was [...] listening to the news.at hack, n.1
(con. 1963) November Road 86: A handsome Dan, sharp dresser, dark hair and light eyes.at handsome harry, n.
(con. 1963) November Road 211: ‘The Hacienda. Hayseed heaven’.at hayseed, adj.
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