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Only If It's Called "I Am Sam" Like That Movie Where Sean Penn Plays A Developmentally Challenged Guy
So yesterday afternoon I'm sitting in my office eagerly awaiting a
return call from
Minnesota Citizens Concerned for Life. The telephone
rings and I answer it expecting to hear a lecture about the sanctity of
the fetus. And the woman on the other end of the line does identify herself as
Grace. But she then informs me that she works with Sam Farha and had read my
"Artist
of the Year" salute to the redoubtable poker player in City Pages last year.
Grace wanted to know if I'd be interested in writing Farha's biography.
I told her I'd have to mull the idea over. I think she was serious.
Posted by Paul Demko at February 19, 2005 2:12 PM
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