Maybe Jacob is my destiny.
NEWYORKER: The Region of Unlikeness
Not just because of my fatigue but because I was beginning to find Jacob vaguely attractive.
"I'd just pick up, " says my caddy-for-the-day, Jacob Richards, a stick-thin 16-year-old with designs on one day playing on the Tour.
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