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Dec.17.2009
I STEAL A MATCHBOOK FROM MARILYN MONROE/PART TWO/THAT ARTHUR MILLER? WHO KNEW? It's 1961. I'm only 18, but my black deeds are mounting. I win an $800 scholarship for high scores on the State Board of Regents exams. I tell my parents I'll use it for text books and a new typewriter, but my...
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Dec.07.2009
I STEAL A MATCHBOOK FROM MARILYN MONROE/PART ONE/THE HORNY AND THE DEAD It's 1961 and Brooklyn isn't cool yet. It's still a tributary, sending stenographers and piece workers across the bridge to mother Manhattan. Where colorful locals "tawk like dis" and mourn their departed Dodgers...
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Nov.04.2009
Joe is the son of a mobster growing up in Brooklyn, during the Depression-era. Working for the Mafia, his father, Joseph, earns money as a rum-runner, bookie, and loan shark. He conducts his business under the cover of a laundry service, forcing his sons to go door to door picking up dirty...
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Oct.14.2009
It's Brooklyn 1958 and nobody has ever heard of the "Mafia." The word is never mentioned in the black and white B movies (later reborn as noir masterpieces) which we see on rainy Saturdays. There it's the "Syndicate," usually located in a luxurious office with a view of...
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Sep.22.2009
I've been AWOL from blogging for a week, but it has been for the best of all possible reasons. Last weekend I was at the Brooklyn Book Festival. Saw all kinds of kidlit people like,    Mo Willems and   Chris Myers. A couple of my blog readers showed up armed with life-sustaining popcorn for me,...
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Sep.19.2009
I GET CAUGHT STEALING It's September 1957 and World War II hasn't ended. Every man I know is still reliving his time in the "service." My Uncle Sammy was drafted at age 38 and spent four years " talkin' to the god damn goats" in the Galapagos Islands and running a laundry for...
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Sep.04.2009
MY FIRST REALLY NICE FOUNTAIN PEN It's the summer of '57. America has never been more prosperous--or more paranoid. The serpent of Communism lurks in our post war Eden, threatening to tempt us, corrupt us, brainwash us, conquer us by...
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Aug.27.2009
To introduce the next of my Palestinian crime novels, THE FOURTH ASSASSIN, my friend videographer David Blumenfeld filmed in New York (where the book takes place). His montages are mainly from Brooklyn's Bay Ridge and Coney Island sections. He then recorded me, looking sweaty and frankly a bit...
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Jul.14.2009
My favorite little coffee shop in Jerusalem’s Old City is just inside the Muslim Quarter, behind the Church of the Holy Sepulcher where Jesus is believed to have been crucified, buried and resurrected. Once you’ve sucked on the tobacco in this café, even hanging on a cross with nails through your...
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May.28.2009
MY FIRST DISCOTHEQUE   PARIS, 1961. Grown ups run the world. Nobody has heard of Vietnam. Doris Day is Number One at the box office. Every time Mickey Mantle hits a home run the Yankees send 5000 cartons of Camels to the Veterans hospitals. Men wear fedoras and couples hold each other when they...