“We have lights out at 11—did I miss anything in the last 15 minutes of the Democratic debate?” Fausto “Fuzzy” Mamori asked me when I visited him the morning after at the kinder, gentler Federal prison facility where he still has several years to run on his lease.
“Elizabeth Warren approached Bernie at the end and he stuck out his hand and she pulled hers away to prevent him from shaking. And then she had a few words for him, and it didn’t seem like ‘good luck’ was among them.”
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