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The fistfight between Pop and your great-uncle Albert took place after a steak dinner honoring the old man. Everyone but me (because I was still underage and therefore clear-headed) had been drinking, and the conversation at the table, which was mostly ab
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When at last I went to my father to learn the art of magic, I found him lounging around on a gigantic living seahorse the color of the ocean in the middle of Court, and said, “Pops, I want to talk to you about life.”
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