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By Adam Mitzner
| Wednesday, May 20, 2015 - Off the Shelf
During the summer of 1987, I was between my first and second
years at law school. It was a given that most students took a ridiculously
overpaid summer job before their third year where the main requirement was to
go to lunch and dinner in fancy restaurants, but snagging one your first
summer was rare—and one in New York rarer still. I lucked out with a job with
a major Chicago law firm’s fledging New York City office.
Back then, I was reading legal precedents for school at a
staggering rate, and so when I read for pleasure I gravitated towards
biography. On my first day at the office, I showed up carrying a thick book
on the education of Richard Nixon.
By July, however, everyone was reading the same book: Scott
Turow’s Presumed Innocent....
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