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January 28, 2009

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Crackie

Reading this, I felt I had stepped into the middle of a conversation. An interrupted conversation. Yes? Please continue.

MCNS

[She] reminds me of the scene in Citizen Kane where Everett Sloane, as Kane's aging business manager, recalls a girl in a white dress whom he saw in his youth when he was crossing over to Jersey on a ferry. They never met or spoke. "I only saw her for one second," he says, "and she didn't see me at all - but I'll bet a month hasn't gone by since that I haven't thought of that girl."

~ Kenneth Tynan on Louise Brooks

Mrs. Peperium

Ha!

My favorite Tynan quip :

"What, when drunk, one sees in other women, one sees in Garbo sober."

MCNS

My late grandfather loved Garbo.

MCNS

My grandfather loved Garbo.

MCNS

Hey, what's with the commenting?

Hey, what's with the commenting?

Apologies for the duplicate post.

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