It all started with the phone call from my Jewish mother in the Philadelphia suburbs about five years ago: "My friend's son is moving to L.A. I think he has an on-again-off-again girlfriend. But, he's cute and nice. Anyway, he's going to call you for coffee." Innocent enough, or so I...
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