“I told him how in a drawer in my house I found a matchbook from my dad’s 1955 Bar Mitzvah
It still had nine dry unused matches that hadn’t been torn from the cardboard
It’s a time machine and remains my second most prized possession
Do you understand this, Frank?
You’re in the presence of a motherfucker who owns fire from the past
Can you imagine getting high with a flame from 1955? Can you?”
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