The art of the interview, like jazz, is all improvisation. You step into a room with a loose structure, a rhythm in mind, but no guarantee it’ll hold. The subject is your melody, but you’re chasing harmonies, looking for the notes they don’t play outright. It’s a dance, a dialogue, and occasionally a duel. You don’t always leave unscathed.
In the 1970s, …
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