Years ago, driving onto the Paramount lot for the first time in a rattling, oil-burning old Subaru, I puttered past a man - no, that's the wrong word; he was more than that: he was a gentleman - wearing a crisp tan suit, neatly knotted tie, and natty two-tone shoes...
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