We've pooled in the street in front of Chapman's house. He's not ready. He never is, and he's never in a hurry either. So we talk. I think 'banter' is the…
In 2002, over an anguished lunch with my father at a Cajun restaurant, I asked him for a five-figure loan. He agreed, but he told me it was contingent on me…
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