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Strange
fruit, but not as sinister as Billie
Holiday's. That famous song about lynchings was
written by Abel Meeropol, the man who adopted the sons of Julius and Ethel Rosenberg when no relatives would claim them after their parents were executed for espionage. Let's not dwell on that. It's good to be in a place where people smile at you on the street or sit in trees blissed out naked staring into the distance. |