File under "tangled web"

Shrimp never strikes me as a luxury food anymore; it would be a whole other story if the Man From Nantucket were serving foie gras with his apparently unfermented grape juice. And at least it wasn't arugula, and nobody got $400 haircuts. Did they? What's a million among journalists?

Also, this takes its semisweet time getting to the point, but skim down to the last third and you will be feeling very optimistic. Or maybe not. There are CrackBerries in the afterlife?

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