From Cell Block To Center Stage
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the house, a ghos
avoided it. Now, I
m was a
me, h
Sophi
res. Sophia at industry parties, always near Michael. Sophia in candid shots,
n our marriage, I'd asked him to take some artisti
d he was too
for Sophia.
laxy for her, each
Not a single picture he'd
he unfairness of it
r, built on my stolen
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d to escape the suffocatin
id
espair. My best friend from UCLA film sch
told me David was too busy with his new tech venture i
made, years ago, when we we
the phone, go to The Last Bookstore downtown. Find the oldest copy of
dramatic then, a li
as my onl
bookstore. The smell of old paper and f
attered, cloth-bound edition of Fitzgerald
I slipped a small, fold
ten just three wo
ck, a silent plea se
t, to Sili
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