Epstein Secrets

er brunch on a recent Sunday, my girlfriends and I chatted about their Saturday night out— this one talked to one of the Dells; that one sat next to Stewart Rahr, the pharmaceutical mogul and owner of the most expensive home in the Hamptons; and everyone saw Ian Schrager. "He's not a billionaire!" huffed on

of the sort. "Not me," he said. "Art dealers from all over the world are now asking me to buy Picassos, other Impressionists. I prefer Renaissance, Caravaggio. But I do not buy them. I'd rather invest in my freedom, rather than in my walls." Find this attic.* at: htlp A tow nviiiptantaiACOSNA640CC4,23483

er brunch on a recent Sunday, my girlfriends and I chatted about their Saturday night out— this one talked to one of the Dells; that one sat next to Stewart Rahr, the pharmaceutical mogul and owner of the most expensive home in the Hamptons; and everyone saw Ian Schrager. "He's not a billionaire!" huffed on

of the sort. "Not me," he said. "Art dealers from all over the world are now asking me to buy Picassos, other Impressionists. I prefer Renaissance, Caravaggio. But I do not buy them. I'd rather invest in my freedom, rather than in my walls." Find this attic.* at: htlp A tow nviiiptantaiACOSNA640CC4,23483

er brunch on a recent Sunday, my girlfriends and I chatted about their Saturday night out— this one talked to one of the Dells; that one sat next to Stewart Rahr, the pharmaceutical mogul and owner of the most expensive home in the Hamptons; and everyone saw Ian Schrager. "He's not a billionaire!" huffed on

of the sort. "Not me," he said. "Art dealers from all over the world are now asking me to buy Picassos, other Impressionists. I prefer Renaissance, Caravaggio. But I do not buy them. I'd rather invest in my freedom, rather than in my walls." Find this attic.* at: htlp A tow nviiiptantaiACOSNA640CC4,23483

er brunch on a recent Sunday, my girlfriends and I chatted about their Saturday night out—this one talked to one of the Dells; that one sat next to Stewart Rahr, the pharmaceutical mogul and owner of the most expensive home in the Hamptons; and everyone saw Ian Schrager. "He's not a billionaire!" huffed one

of the sort. "Not me," he said. "Art dealers from all over the world arc now asking me to buy Picassos, other Impressionists. I prefer Renaissance, Caravaggio. But I do not buy them. I'd rather invest in my freedom, rather than in my walls." http://www.printthis.clickability.com/ptkpt?action=cpt&title=Bil

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of the sort. "Not me," he said. "Art dealers from all over the world are now asking me to buy Picassos, other Impressionists. I prefer Renaissance, Caravaggio. But I do not buy them. I'd rather invest in my freedom, rather than in my walls." Find this SKIS St: htlp Amyx (twit* ilaniguitaillI64p2CC4,23461