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February 4, 2005

One of the great mortifications of middle age is being forced to admit the truth in those extra-mossy clichés that you mock when you are young and arrogant. The past always catches up with you; blood is thicker than water; be careful what you wish for. These are among the stale-but-true bromides that are reluctantly acknowledged and ultimately embraced by the title character in "Brooklyn Boy," the sincere but doggedly unsurprising new play by Donald Margulies that opened last night at the Biltmore Theater.

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