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Of course those sons-of-bitches got a picture of me with a hood on at the stage entrance. I wasn’t even on the curb—I was still in the gutter. I’m bent over and I’m looking up at them, like literally any bagman you’ve seen on the streets. I’ve got these two small shopping bags I’m carrying, and what I’ve got in them, I’ll never remember. People are probably thinking, this fucking guy’s a miser. Is that what he’s turning into? He’s got money in those bags. He cashes those checks and puts dollars in those bags. This is the highest-paid dramatic actor on Broadway. And he looks like that? Equity’s ...more
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Sonny Boy: A Memoir
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