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THIS TIME I SAID TO THE LITTLE ACTOR, as he and I sat on the porch of his soon-to-be new home while his mother cleaned inside, "Can you give me your best shot at a middle-aged man kicking back with a cold beer on a sweltering June day? Root around in the insulated, ice-filled cooler, then take a few swigs."




He aced it. I felt cooler just for watching.

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