Where The Brute Squad Hangs Out

I watched The Killing, a Stanley Kubrick film, a few weeks ago. Guess where the hard-boiled protagonist locates his Eastern European muscle-for-hire?--yeah, where all the tuff guys hang out, at the rough-and-tumble game bar. Notice the rates. Notice the games! Chess, checkers, and Scrabble. It proves that we once lived in better times. Men wore hats, women wore gloves, and there were acceptable public places to get your Scrabble on.

The movie also has one of the cooler, creepier femme fatales: "You like money. You got a great big dollar sign, there, where most women have a heart. "

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