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When I was five, I learned poker. At seven, blackjack. But one of the most useful skills that I learned in my youth, which happened during school trips into the city, was how to tell the fake watches from the stolen real ones in a suitcase on the sidewalk. Maybe it’s a New York thing. You look. You lift. You [...]
I didn’t know that my father was a bad driver, a reckless and dangerous driver, until I was in my mid-twenties. During my childhood, in the 60s and 70s, my father drove a white Cadillac El Dorado. He saw himself as a player, and he traded it in every two years for the latest model. The caddy was a boat. [...]
