Some doctors are willing to do almost anything to make people feel good, though oddly not Dr. Feelgood, as that jerk only wants to make people feel all right. For art from the days when doctors dished out feel-good booze, Prohibition Whiskey. Unearthed by a salvager during a weekend spent rifling through old pharmaceutical equipment, PW's collection is primarily composed of vintage government alcohol prescriptions allowing people to legally obtain "medicinal" hooch in the days of the misguided 18th Amendment, abetted by a few licenses for stronger stuff like morphine, and opium, enough of which could have people even back then calling you Big Poppy. Examps: A pair of Chi-issued prescription stubs from 1933 for a pint of "Spirits Frumenti" (pharm-speak for "whiskey") issued to a James Callahan, with a watermark that reads "Industrial Alcohol", a spirit crucial for making a Lockheed Martin-i. An ornate, 1927 Scranton, PA order form decked with poppies and fleur-de-lis, allowing for two ounces of brandy every four hours, a treatment only for those suffering from chronic sobriety. A writ for procuring "Opium or Coca Leaves, or Compounds, Manufactures, Salts, Derivatives or Preparations"', this 1942 Treasury Dept-issued order is designated for Cradock's Apothecary, a Massachusetts pharmacy located at 44 High St., proving The Man knows irony. And drugs. There are other relics from the Prohibition era as well, including whiskey bottle labels marked "For Family Use", though you can be sure any family that gets crunk together is quite the Motley Crue.