LOS ANGELES — Operating on four hours of sleep, criminal defense attorney Richard Chacon was worried about cursing.
“Last time, by the third paragraph there were two fucks and a motherfucker,” he said last month, laughing while looking through a yellowing Daily Journal supplement printed in 2003.
A short-haired, early-30s Chacon is grinning on the old paper’s black-and-white front page, standing ...
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