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Publication Date

3-1991

Document Type

Comment

Abstract

The coffee shop at the bottom of the well-worn stairs was not its usual flurry of jibes and clinking dishes. The frantic faces of young attorneys and the sly smiles of experienced advocates that normally graced the dingy tables were gone for the day. All that remained was a waitress brewing one last pot of coffee for the five criminal defense attorneys who somewhat anxiously, somewhat objectively were awaiting the verdict on their five co-defendants. The trial had lasted two tense and turbulent weeks, and now it was 6:30 p.m. The media had covered the case from day one, and I had noticed that each of the lawyers had handled the onslaught of reporters and interviewers a little differently. What did I, a lowly and often abused law clerk, have to lose by trying to figure out how and why they treated the media as they did?

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