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Long about eighth grade, when I started failing all those clases at Parker, my mother decided I needed a new shrink.

I'd beento shrinks before, but never one that insisted on hugging me at the start and finish of every session.

Ted wasn't a shrink anyway, he was a rabbi.

and some religious figure, his primary goal for me was for me to learn that I could have the world by the balls.

he certainly conducted me through george well,

especially since he'd been my mom's therapist at the time she married him. from what I gather, it was ted who urged mom that george was not too old.

I celebrated my first passover with him.

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