It's not that Robert Moore is a snob or anything. Not at all. He's a terribly nice guy, a regular prince. But you can't blame him, really, when his friends call to put the bite on him for freebies to his hit play and he repleis, "Which one?"
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Home is that big white show biz apartment building ("The Cowsills live here," Bob says) at 888 Eight Avenue near 52d Street. Bob shares a two-bedroom apartmetn with two male stage managers, and the three of them have furnished it with black leather-and-chrome ...