Word: brothel
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Dates: during 1920-1929
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...Glass Slipper. Kitchen-Wench Irma, nude bather, kitten's wetnurse, joins a brothel when the Mr. Sipos whom she loves and serves marries another. Discovering his wife unfaithful, Mr. Sipos says, "I mayn't have an automobile, but I have honor." He casts off the wife, retrieves Irma...
...married each other after meeting during the rehearsals of Clarence, nine years ago. Alfred Lunt went to college in Waukesha, Wis. His wife's name is Lynn Lily Louise Lunt. The Street Wolf is a young agent provocateur whose looks lure not-unwilling chippies to a Greenwich Village brothel. It goes on to tell about bordellos, approaches incestuous situations until one sighs for the pure, clear air of Rabelais. Worst of all, it is banally written...
...city representative of small-town theology and morality. He would, of course, attack Gov. Smith. But he could not say that Gov. Smith is immoral. Detectives have for a decade, hounded Gov. Smith's present and past. Apparently Gov. Smith has never visited a brothel. Apparently Gov. Smith has never spent so much as an hour in compromising circumstances with any woman. Therefore, Dr. Straton's attack must be "However clean . . . nevertheless...
...West played the role that she had written about a bygone queen of Manhattan's underworld. Diamond Lil was a harlot whose heart was as big and golden as the enormous swan shaped bed that stood in her elaborate cubicle above Gus Jordan's saloon and brothel. None the less, she was hardboiled; when a Salvation Army captain came to save her soul, she planned to seduce him and when a lady threatened a double cross, Diamond Lil stabbed her in the tenderloin district. Despite her efforts, Gus Jordan, the bowery boss, is caught eventually, for white slave...
...they say in "Hedda Gabler," by the photographic reproduction of a frontier lupinar, if one may be permitted to call it so. Wild ladies of the night held outrageous wassail with officers of the law, and the wicked tinkle of best glasses accompanied the loose music of a brothel piano. Beneath the revelry a vigilant Justice brooded; for Sergeant Mack and his men, though drinking and disorderly were on duty bent. They were present only because it was their function to find out who had shot Tom McGuire, a well known mining boss, depositing his corpse in the alley back...