Magnum opus

  I was recently at the birthday party of one of Israel’s most well-known art merchants and interior designers, a man so popular and influential his party included several European noblemen (I mean actual dukes and princes) and one Tsvika Pick.

  The party was alright, not quite the type of social events I like, but it was top-notch by its standards. Ironically, despite my AS, I seem to have mingled very well in the crowd.

  My one conclusion that is relevant for readers who don’t know me: your concept of dukes and princes is probably all wrong. I saw Michael, Prince of Lichtenstein there, and he was bald, had a strange skull, and, ahem, peculiar facial features. Not very princely at all; more like a bitter teller at a bank.

  Unum diem...