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Edie Sedgwick

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Even in her most far-out sort of state she had tremendous appeal. That's what was so incredible about her, is that she could be really spaced beyond belief, and she still could put a sentence together that would blow your brains out … That one-upmanship kind of thing.
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Michael Post, Edie's husband, as quoted in Edie : Girl On Fire (2006) by David Weisman and Melissa Painter

 
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