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A young hustler, working undercover for the FBI, becomes immersed in a high-stakes world of drugs, money, and sex, where, he falls in love with the daughter of a well-known hit man, forcing him to make a difficult decision that puts many people’s lives at risk. Dopeman: Memoirs of a Snitch - Jaquavis Coleman (Link to Catalog)
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Once upon a time there was a king who was in possession of the Romany alphabet. And because in those days there were no bookshelves to hold alphabets, the king wrapped it up in lettuce leaves and fell asleep beside a gently flowing stream. After a while, a donkey came along, drank a bit of water from the brook, and ate the lettuce leaves. And that’s why we Gypsies have no alphabet.
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But Ms. Clark actually went one step better. Or worse. She switched places with her husband. She was released from prison in 2007 after serving nine and a half years for mail fraud, wire fraud and money laundering. She’d been the ringleader of an illegal scheme that solicited thousands of dollars from consumers to put into a pot and then paid out to different “winners” at different times. She wrote her fiction longhand on yellow legal pads, the pages of which circulated through the jail compound at Federal Prison Camp in Alderson, W.Va., with prisoners reading one page at a time then passing it on. It was there that Ms. Clark served time with a wealthy mogul named Martha Stewart, who served as an inspiration and an occasional business adviser. “She did her little five months like a trouper and was always willing to help you out if she could,” Ms. Clark told the Urban Book Source in 2007.
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Heller wrote Catch-22 in the evenings after work, sitting at the kitchen table in his Manhattan apartment. “I spent two or three hours a night on it for eight years,” he said. “I gave up once and started watching television with my wife. Television drove me back to Catch-22. I couldn’t imagine what Americans did at night when they weren’t writing novels.
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