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I first met Rudy Cotton several months before I met Rudy Cotton. That’s the sort of enigmatic opening line that is supposed to grab readers and lead them on to the rest of what might well be a banal perambulation through a forgettable biographical journey. You’re going to have to decide for yourself, gentle (or otherwise) reader. It was 1959 and I was not quite 16. St Xavier’s College, Bombay, decided to put me in their boxing team for no reason other than that I was under 72 lbs (32.6 kg) and would probably get a winner’s medal and two valuable......