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When I left court the day before Thanksgiving, I said goodbye to my Cuban friend, Roberto, our security guard. We hugged and wished each other a happy Thanksgiving.
The day after Thanksgiving, when I arrived with friends at the restaurant at which I had made dinner reservations, the maitre d asked me in a friendly tone, "Who are you?" I am sure my immediate response was off-putting. I said, "I'm nobody! Who are you?...
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