meat-wagon

plural meat-wagons

1. Alternative form of meat wagon.
   1. A wagon for transporting meat.

      They are not even meat-wagons. They are open trucks, specially fitted up with a roof and sides and seats and windows and lamps.

      1916, New Zealand Parliament. House of Representatives, Australia Parliament House of Representatives, Parliamentary Debates, page 250

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      Forty years later a similar appeal led to the establishment of a Harlem public market on a site previously "indifferently supplied" by "meat-wagons" that visited on an occasional basis.

      2006, Roger Horowitz, Putting Meat on the American Table: Taste, Technology, Transformation, →ISBN

   2. An ambulance.

      “Flag your diapers over here to the Vocapex studio and bring along a meat-wagon. I'll be waiting for you on Stage Three. Yolande Adaire just got herself opened like a book.”

      2014, Robert Leslie Bellem, Dan Turner Hollywood Detective, →ISBN

   3. A police vehicle for transporting prisoners.

      Sergeant Spola eased himself up from the back seat of his police meat-wagon.

      2013, Mario Reading, The Antichrist Trilogy, →ISBN

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      In the stifling atmosphere of the meat-wagon, Bill attempted conversation with the taciturn guard. 'This will be my third visit to Sing Sing. '

      2014, David Barry, Willie the Actor, →ISBN

      First time in a meat-wagon. Gave it out I was at risk. Only time I ever went in a meat-wagon on that, all the other times it was society was at risk. They reckoned.

      2015, Jeremy Cameron, Vinnie Got Blown Away, →ISBN

   4. A vehicle for transporting the dead.

      To one side, the remaining meat-wagon was operating its mechanical scoop and shovelling the bits and pieces of the Tittering into the refrigerated interior of the morgue vehicle.

      2015, Stephen Marley, Dread Dominion, →ISBN

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      The professor took pity on him. “Of course, of course. I have no further use for the remains. Inspector?” “Nah, get him out of here.” The meat-wagon boys got busy, and Benedetti went on.

      2012, William L. DeAndrea, The Hog Murders, →ISBN

      The blood had faded, and the meat-wagons had hauled away the entrails and the amputations, and the souvenir-hunters had long since picked over and pocketed the buttons, the buckles, the odds and ends of battle, but the black guns were still here and their spare rounds still neatly stacked near the limbers, ....

      2013, John Sanford, A Man Without Shoes, →ISBN