I’m sorry I didn’t read this sooner, not only because it’s so good but because it’s so funny my heart might give out since it is no longer as youthful as it once was.

What’s fascinating is that I can clearly picture all these characters, even Jones (especially Jones) even though we don’t get any great physical descriptions (other than Ignatius). Is identity a theme? Mancuso always in a different costume? The hats?