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If there’s some kind of cafeteria in heaven, I want to sit next to Thelma Ritter. She’ll give me
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I don’t remember my wedding. I don’t remember college. I’ve been to Brazil, apparently. I’ve seen Bruce Springsteen on
Why hasn’t Diane Von Furstenberg won a Nobel Prize? If ever there was someone who has made significant contribution
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Like the Internet, podcasts do the great service of connecting all kinds of people to all kinds of people.
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