Late one autumn afternoon, in 1983, I drove my tired 1968 Rambler Rogue across the Connecticut River, as I did nearly every day. My dear friend and intellectual companion, Jonathan Diskin, was in the passenger seat, with an unlit hand-rolled cigarette in his left hand. We were on our...
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