On Sunday, September 3, Mimi and I were having breakfast at the Zebra Room in Washington, which was near her apartment building. I had picked up a copy of the New York Times at a nearby drug store and brought it to the restaurant. Because she wanted to read it first, I gave her the New York Times Book Review while I scanned the front secti…
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