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Scaramucci: the Italian stereotype we’ve been trying to ditch

When I was younger, I asked my mother if I could add a vowel to the end of my name. “I want people to know that I’m Italian, and with a name like Flowers they won’t.”
The former Lucy Fusco just looked at me and shook her head, which was Italian for “If God made us perfect, we’d have nothing to pray for.” I suppose it’s also why she named me after the patron saint of the mentally diseased. Really, look it up.
While only 50 percent of my DNA is from the bel paese, I ...


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