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Decade 311: Knew all the big muckamucks. Screwed his way into Wall Street power.at muck-a-muck, n.
Decade 311: Knew all the big muckamucks. Screwed his way into Wall Street power. Decade 317: The John Laws are knocking over cathouses, clip-joints, black-and-tan parlours.at black and tan club, n.
Decade 329: Mama, happy as a hophead.at ...a hophead under happy as..., adj.
Decade 58: Go wenching, breaking windows, skirmishing the watch, bilking cabbies.at bilk, v.
Decade 82: Is he a snow-boid? Those cokies are cards when they get a load of nose-candy.at snow bird, n.2
Decade 310: Where are you, Ivar Kreuger, match king of the world? A world panic brought you in. A world panic and futile strategy took you out. A shot into the brain in a Paris hotel room – and, poof, out you go like one of your matches. Scratch yourself on the bone box and good-bye, pal.at bone box, n.
Decade 181: I’ve had an offer from the village taxi service for six hundred for the lot, including Mr. Peter’s little bug.at bug, n.4
Decade 231: ‘Listen, Chris,’ asked Barnes of the butterball face, ‘what do you think we just got?’.at butterball (n.) under butter, n.1
Decade 317: The John Laws are knocking over cathouses, clip-joints, [...] call apartments.at call flat (n.) under call, v.
Decade 325: I borrowed this can from one of the iron riggers. Some crazy crate, huh?at can, n.1
Decade 317: Nails Flowers is on the lam. They hung a rap on him at last. He chalked out a momser, and the coppers and harness bulls and G-heat are on him.at chalk out (v.) under chalk, v.1
Decade 317: Twenty G’s is a lot of china.at china, n.2
Decade 317: Cokey too, this shamos, and ready to kill on any beef [...] No use knocking against a scut loaded with nose candy.at cokey, adj.
Decade 82: Is he a snow-boid? Those cokies are cards when they get a load of nose-candy.at cokie, n.
Decade 310: Too bad the giants are gone. Conked out, dead and buried, or selling shoe-laces.at conked (out), adj.
Decade 307: Get the bottle I’ve been saving for my ninety-eighth birthday and we’ll crack it now.at crack, v.2
Decade 312: Alki cutting with Nails Flowers’ mob, they say. [...] It stinks, this alki. It burns holes in the guts – but what the hell. Re-cook it, flavour it with tar extract, print the phony labels.at cut, v.6
Decade 349: Some clod-hopper or lumber-worker or gandy dancer [...] would eat crow.at gandy dancer, n.
Decade 146: No dice. I ain’t no department store. All sales final here. [Ibid.] 317: He’s had his pan sprung by a sawbones and his finger maps etched out in acid – but it’s no dice. The Feds are on his tail.at no dice, phr.
Decade 317: The John Laws are knocking over cathouses, clip-joints, [...] call apartments, drags.at drag, n.1
Decade 171: Skirts are longer [...] Imagine that after years of seeing the pink drumsticks, rolled stockings and a good four inches of American womanhood’s thighs.at drumstick, n.
Decade 312: It stinks, this alki [...] The dumb bunnies will drink it.at dumb bunny (n.) under dumb, adj.1
Decade 96: Sorry to barge off, Charlie, but must get some shut-eye.at shut-eye, n.1
Decade 317: He’s had his pan sprung by a sawbones and his finger maps etched out in acid – but it’s no dice. The Feds are on his tail.at finger map (n.) under finger, n.
Decade 275: Call us vested interests, sweat shops, yellow-dog contractors, fink employers [...] but we made a damn good pot.at finky, adj.
Decade 317: Nails Flowers is on the lam. They hung a rap on him at last. He chalked out a momser, and the coppers and harness bulls and G-heat are on him.at G-heat (n.) under G, adj.1
Decade 165: Now, get! [...] Show these shysters the door!at get!, excl.
Decade 146: Five G’s ain’t much. [...] I gotta protect my hoods. The gimmick is worth it, isn’t it? [Ibid.] 317: He’s trigger-nuts and doesn’t like peepers. Just mind your own gimmick.at gimmick, n.
Decade 152: There was red caviar, and plates of grass salads.at grass, n.2
Decade 25: They were frankly store teeth – big, white, perfect. [...] Pete could fool the rest of the folks about his grinders, but the Old One knew.at grinder, n.1
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