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‘We would walk the streets, a prodigy in short pants and his mother, so de­fi­antly beau­ti­ful that all trans­ac­tions stopped, and we’d en­ter a slow-mo­tion world where women, men, chil­dren, dogs, cats and fire­men in their trucks would look at her with such long­ing in their eyes that I felt like some usurper who was car­ry­ing her off to another hill. I was only five in 1942, a ner­vous boy who couldn’t spell his own name. My mother wore her sil­ver fox coat, de­signed and cut for her by my fa­ther, Sam, who was a fore­man in a Man­hat­tan fur shop. The coat was con­tra­band, and should have gone to the navy.’

JEROME CHARYN

BELORUSSE (1997)

THE DARK LADY FROM

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