This Saturday I was relaxing on the weekend instead of traveling (as I have been doing lately). I picked up ingredients for dinner and a bottle of wine. As I crossed 43rd Street, heading uptown, I walked by a familiar face :
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Uncle Junior himself,
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Domininc Chianese. This isn't the first time I have spotted him. Several years ago, my wife got me a session at
John Allan's. I got a haircut, shave and a manicure sitting right next to him. We exchanged a few words but that is all. I usually don't like to small talk, whether with a celebrity or a grunt.
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