A Jewish man with his parents alive is half the time a helpless infant! — Philip Roth, Portnoy's Complaint
A Jewish man with his parents alive is half the time a helpless infant! — Philip Roth, Portnoy's Complaint
A Jewish man with his parents alive is half the time a helpless infant! — Philip Roth, Portnoy's Complaint
A Jewish man with his parents alive is half the time a helpless infant! — Philip Roth, Portnoy's Complaint
A Jewish man with his parents alive is half the time a helpless infant! — Philip Roth, Portnoy's Complaint
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A Jewish man with his parents alive is half the time a helpless infant!

— Philip Roth, Portnoy's Complaint
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