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“Have you thought about what you want to write about?" I shrug. "Working in Pop's Deli, I thought," I tell her. I could describe the ladies who come in on their lunch break. The old men with their oniony smells. I can talk about how I make their lives better with smoked salmon and capers, and how, even though there are fewer customers than there used to be, we've formed a community there. I can use just enough detail that it might be clear how an everything bagel is a metaphor for the whole world.”

“When I go downstairs, Pop has just lifted the metal door that covers the storefront. It rattles on its way up and sends light all through everything, the deli case and the floor I mopped till it shone last night before closing. I go to get the chopped liver and the whitefish from the walk-in fridge, shielding my hands with a second skin of latex, then scoop them into the containers. I slice up onions and lettuce and tomatoes. I set out orange-pink lox on a platter and lay down a sheet of saran wrap over it.”

“Her kim nükleer bir savaş planlıyorsa veya ciddi bir şekilde nükleer silahları kullanmayı düşünüyorsa doğrudan bir akıl hastanesine götürülmelidir! Deliler zihnen hastadır ve onlar sadece tıbbi bir tedaviye ihtiyaç duyarlar! Her millet kendi meczup politikacılarını hükümetlerinden ayıklamakla yükümlüdür!”

“Downstairs, Angelina rummaged through Mrs. Capuccio's refrigerator and found some pumpernickel bread, the end of a smoked pork roast, and a half a pound of Swiss cheese. She started thinking of the kinds of food she'd miss making most if she were stuck in bed most of the day, and she immediately thought deli. She cruised the refrigerator shelves and found some India relish, which she mixed together with a bit of ketchup and mayonnaise to make an improvised Thousand Island dressing. When she found a little can of sauerkraut in the cupboard, she knew she had a winner. She cooked up a Reuben sandwich in a cast-iron skillet, brewed a strong cup of tea with two sugars and a drop of milk, and brought it up to the room on a tray with some dill pickle slices on the side.”

“Paige'le birbirimize bakıyoruz. Gerçekte kim olduğumuzu bilerek bakıyoruz. İlk kez. Hayatımızın geri kalanını, dünyanın bize kim olduğumuzu söylemesine izin vererek geçirebiliriz. Akıllı veya deli. Aziz veya seks bağımlısı. Kahraman veya kurban. Tarihe bırakırız, iyi mi yoksa kötü mü olduğumuzu söylemeyi. Geçmişimizin geleceğimizi belirlemesine izin verebiliriz. Ya da kendi adımıza karar verebiliriz. Ve belki de bizim işimiz daha iyi bir şey icat etmektir.”