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Before Robert Gottlieb became editor of The New Yorker for a brief five-year term (from 1987 to 1992), the fiction printed in the magazine was famous (among those associated with smaller literary magazines) for its squeamish gentility. No body fluids, sounds, or smells were permitted in its pages. Other banished and corrupting vulgarities included the word 'wig' (instead of 'hairpiece') as well as the barbarism 'yellow light' (one was required to say 'amber light' when writing of a traffic signal).
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