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Years ago when he began work on his compound in Sagaponack many were outraged

We were ready, and old enough, to give serious consideration to alternative ways of improving our health

It was the pig’s fault

One apparently needs uninterrupted periods of the kind of sleep that knits up the raveled sleave of care for the janitorial glial cells to remove the brain’s waste

The decision of where to be has proven an agonizing one

Peering down the cellar steps, I saw a flood

“American Hustle” is a period piece of sorts, all mid-1970s fashions amid the loose framework of what is called the Abscam corruption scandal

Full speed ahead, and damn the peccadillos

I was one of those seemingly millions of snot-nosed adolescents who had their worlds turned upside down after being given a copy of “The Catcher in the Rye”

It slowly dawned on me that I thought I was talking to . . . someone else