The Perils of Unearned Wealth

Anna Nicolle's way is the way it's not supposed to be. Be born reasonably pretty and adopt a flexible attitude towards cosmetic surgery and public disrobement. Shake your tassels into the right face and voila, you're Mrs. Billionaire. Her husband poured his heart into oil; she poured silicone into her chest. He took almost a century getting there; she took less than a decade. He died in his nineties; she died in her thirties.

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