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New Deal Wake: Boston, Massachusetts  - Abstract  THE young
couple from Worcester walked down to the end of a corridor in
the Boston Hotel Statler. Half a dozen Massachusetts Democrats
high in the party sat and listened to the election returns. Bob
Coles, explained beforehand as a rich Jew who was active in
state politics, came out of the bathroom where he had been
taking a shower. He greeted the couple, who had campaigned hard
in Worcester, and who were friends of somebody, without really
paying attention.  “Get you something?” he said.  Mr. Coles wore
a double-breasted dark blue suit. You can’t be a Democratic
“pol” unless you go double-breasted, it appeared, as everyone
else wore a suit cut the same way, some dark blue, others in
brown or dark checked material. Mr. Coles looked extremely neat,
clean, and shaved. He was pale as he greeted the few people who
came in. There must have been others, earlier, because used
glasses and open bottles and