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The climactic passage of a strange little novel I just read: I have a confession to make, love, he smiled. Im not F. Lee Bialy, Jewish lawyer from New York. So saying, he tore off his mustache and his circumcision. Who are you? screamed the Donna. He made a low bow. Melvin Belpaese, big shot lawyer from San Francisco, at your service, dear wife. The Donna gasped. You - the don of dons? she faltered. Yes. You were Italian all along, she said, almost accusingly. Yes, he admitted again. But a Jewish lawyer, you never suspected. (R.T. Larkin - For Godmother and Country)
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 19:10:09 +0000

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