B■ David Porter / Contributed ig Vince was slouched down in the oversized leather chair looking glum. While the other guys in the cigar shop debated whether Michael Jordan was the greatest basketball player ever, Vince just stared off into space and tended his stick. I sat down next to him, mostly because the only other seat was with the Jordan debaters. I didn’t care much about that. “What’s the matter, Vince?” I asked. He looked up and took a puff on his cigar. I could tell he was about to say something, but it took him awhile to get there. Finally, he said, “All this sexual harassment stuff in the

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