Tag: Marlon Brando
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The Life of a Sex Zombie
Veronica Lake was in my living room yesterday morning, poised and bored, with the lissome form of a young dancer and the dead eyes of. . .well, the eyes of someone who’s seen Veronica Lake’s future. Which wouldn’t be a cheery vision. In the watchful coolness of this siren’s gaze, you’d be right to sense…