Never has a suit jacket sleeve been more rumpled than the suit sleeve of the man we call Rocco in the background. Either his arm is made of melting wax, or he just spent three consecutive nights clothed in a sleeper car on a transatlantic train, or he’s expressionist art. Those are our options, at least for now.
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