Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. They slow danced to a Bon Jovi ballad. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. They parked a block away from Michelle’s house in the opposite direction of where the Beck’s lived. I had no idea she could go so fast. “Much better.
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