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“Why do I love what fades?”
The offices of the University Weekly are socketed within the. . .
I’m a direct person, always smirking and poking fun when we all get together at Marisha and Serge’s on Fridays.
The boy grows up in Toledo in the fifties, where his father works at the tire plant and for the union as a shop steward.
Paul Ryan's career was an exercise in fooling gullible Washington correspondents.
“‘Explosion without an objective,’ declared Miles Blundell, ‘is politics in its purest form.’”—Thomas. . .
The Michael Cohen Way: dance around the edges of sketchiness.