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for some moments in life,
there are no words.
Leave the gun.
Take the cannoli.
Monday, February 28, 2005
"A child of five could understand this. Fetch me a child of five."
So, you'd think Scorsese would take off the
Groucho glasses
before the big black-tie event. At least he left the cigar at home.
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