I met the author Tony Horwitz at a book fair about seven years ago, in Nashville. I was there promoting my second book. I didn't know anybody and felt out of place, so naïve, so clumsy. My badge got me into the authors area. Tony was palling around with another writer, his friend Jack Hitt, and for no good reason—we'd never met—Tony couldn't have been n…
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