"The scene: a vernissage at a contemporary art gallery. As is normal at such affairs, everyone is talking and no one is looking at the pictures. An attractive young couple begin a conversation and express polite interest: am I perhaps a museum trustee? An important collector? A major dealer? Sadly, none of the above. After a barely perceptible pause the polite question is pursued. Perhaps I am a famous art historian or a critic or one of those fascinating museum directors who ride motorcycles? No such luck. I am a law professor who rid
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