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Chronicles the life of the founder of Liberty Media, from his protests against the Vietnam War and his jam sessions with Sha Na Na through his work as a political consultant and businessman and his battle against cancer.
A man is caught in a fight between his brother and a Mafia boss.
So what, exactly, is Key West Normal? Well, Key West Normal is when two friends in need of a place to live drag away an abandoned hot dog truck in the middle of the night... But an insomniac New Yorker has got himself trapped inside it while searching for his neurotic cat... And the truck is the secret hub of a global smuggling operation and holds a stash worth millions... But the tough guy sent to recover the fortune is way more interested in being reunited with his one true love. Most of all, though, Key West Normal is when none of the above seems at all improbable. It's just the way things are. Or at least how they are in the funky, funny, palm-shaded, all-accepting town at the end of the road. And when it falls to the unlikeliest pair of heroes--a homeless man named Pineapple and an ancient Mafioso known as Bert the Shirt--to sort through all the many twists and turns and save the day, well, that's Key West Normal to the max. Full of tropical sunshine and crackling dialogue, loopy wisdom and touching revelations from characters you'll root for, this feel-good novel will lift you like an ocean wave and remind you how good it feels to forget your worries and laugh out loud.
Meet Pete Amsterdam, the world's most reluctant sleuth. Naked in his hot tub, Pete is idly reviewing his morning tennis game when trouble arrives in the form of the inevitable blonde. This being Key West, the blonde is not quite what she seems, and it's useless to explain to her that he's not a real detective--that, in fact, he got his P.I. license strictly as a tax dodge, a way to pretend his new wine cellar is an "office." She's got troubles of her own--big troubles that are utterly foreign to the cozy little paradise Pete has crafted for himself. Why, then, does the unwilling gumshoe take the case? Why does he allow himself to be squeezed ever tighter against Key West's humid underbelly--involved with the likes of local bully Lefty Ortega, his nympho daughter, and the sleazeball who controls the island's gambling boats? And why does he feel that his life is being taken over by the demands and traditions of the detective story? Could it be that Pete, in spite of his best efforts not to be, is a bit of a hero after all?
"As enjoyable as a day at the beach." That's how USA TODAY summed up this hilarious and big-hearted romp in the Florida sunshine. When Murray Zemelman, a.k.a. The Bra King, pops another Prozac and heads to the Keys, he has nothing much in mind beyond a quixotic hope of winning back his first wife, Franny, whom he dumped years before. But when he forms an unlikely friendship with Tommy Tarpon, the last remaining member of an obscure Indian tribe, another plan also starts shaping up in his fevered brain. Why not open up Key West's first casino? Why not? Well, how about because the Mafia, in league with some of the nastiest politicians you will ever meet, is determined to kill anyone who tries? Somehow, Murray, Tommy, and Franny didn't think of that until they were in way too deep. Laugh along as they improvise a manic and ever more desperate campaign to keep their casino dreams--and themselves--alive.
When a low-level mobster and a furniture salesman--each with vanity license plates reading "Big Al"--decide to drive to Florida for their vacations, the stage is set for a brilliantly sharp, funny novel of mistaken identity and tropical crime. "Wickedly inventive".--"The Los Angeles Times".
Paul Artisan, P.I. is a new version of an old breed -- a righter of wrongs, someone driven to get to the bottom of things. Too bad his usual cases are of the boring malpractice and fraud variety. Until now. His new gig turns on the disappearance of one of a pair of twins, adult scions of a rich but tragedy-prone family. The missing twin -- a charismatic poster-boy for irresponsibility -- has spent his life daring people to hate him, punishing himself endlessly for his screw-ups and misdeeds. The other twin -- Artisan's client -- is dutiful and resentful in equal measure, bewildered that his "other half" could have turned out so badly, and wracked by guilt at his inability to reform him. He h...
"Key West has a new hero...He weighs four pounds and stands eight inches off the ground. His name is Nacho and he's the bravest, shrewdest, funniest Chihuahua you will ever meet. He'll do anything to help his master, the retired Mafioso Bert the Shirt, and his friends--especially the beautiful Rita, with whom Nacho is smitten from the very first time she reaches down to scratch his ears. Wise-cracking Rita, straight out of Jersey, is new in town and needs a job. A gig at Wreckers Rum seems promising, but there's something, well, a little off about the place. It doesn't sell much booze, yet maintains a classy tasting room on prime Key West waterfront. Where's the money coming from? Who's the ...
In the lyrical yet tough-minded tradition of Thoreau, this prescient and impassioned volume, written by a former Ethics columnist for Esquire magazine, examines the myths and follies of a culture that celebrates greed and defines success solely in terms of wealth. As timely today as it was upon its original release in 1989, the book examines the corrosive effects of money-worship on the social fabric and warns of the consequences of pursuing a lifestyle rather than building a life. Written in a lively, journalistic style, and filled with telling observations, the volume takes an unsparing look at the world as it is---and also points the way toward the more humane and fulfilling world that is in our power to create. Said The New York Times, “Shames' critique is on the mark…concrete, compelling reading.”“A scathing indictment of the excesses of our time as well as a prophecy of changes ahead.”—Atlanta Journal-Constitution
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