And the prospect of genteel notoriety for their unborn heirs is the source of the Mob's drive for WASPization.

the only abortion she could get even in the city would be a half-ass job by some half-ass doctor who could mess her up for the rest of her life

“We're in luck. Loren Passerine, the finest auctioneer in the West, will be crying today.” “Will be what?” “We say an auctioneer ‘cries’ a sale,” Cohen said.

I poured a cola and waited for the fizz to settle down before topping off the glass.