Vanity Fair's current cover story is on Marilyn Monroe and a the tawdry, distasteful wrangling over her "secret" possessions. I love Marilyn and always feel a little depressed when reading something like this. Dead celebrities become as picked over as a chicken bone and in her case, I've always felt like no one with an emotional attachment was looking out for her best interests.
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Sounds like Jerr's perdicament. Someone should have gotten those two together, can you imagine there kids?
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