Editor’s note: This is the first half of a two-part column. The second will appear in Friday’s edition. “God! I ..
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Once upon a time, just like a starry-eyed kid in a 1950s musical, I came to New York to seek ..
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Samuel Reuben Highland Park, Ill. February 18,1978 My dear Shelly, Congratulations! On the marketing of a $200 item. Now, ..