When Hemingway Biographer A. E. Hotchner showed up for a party in Manhattan last New Year's Eve, his hostess did a double take at his bushy new mustache, then decided on drastic measures. Recalls Hotchner with a wince: "She ripped it off the moment I walked in. " That could have been a moment of pain for "Hotch,"except that the mustache was a phony, held in place by a coating of spirit gum. Undaunted, he has sported his brush on several occasions since. "It's a great comfort when you're feeling low," he says. "It's...
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