Epstein Secrets

s a classic iceberg. What you see is not what you get." ven acquaintances sense a curious dichotomy: les. he lives like a "modern ma- haraja." as Leah Kiernan. one of his art dealers. puts it. Yet he is fastidiously. a4 most obsessively private—he lists himself in the phone book under a pseudonym. He r

int of view," offers Clay Felker, who launched the magazine as an independent weekly in 1967. It was not a particularly bright time in the city. But Felker and his young writers took on the challenges, exposing the best and the worst of the city. "We believed the city was the imperial center of the Uni

s a classic iceberg. What you see is not what you get." ven acquaintances sense a curious dichotomy: Yes. he lives like a "modern ma- haraja.- as Leah Kiernan. one of his art dealers. puts it. Yet he is fastidiously, al- most obsessively private—he lists himself in the phone book under a pseudonym. He r

int of view," offers Clay Felker, who launched the magazine as an independent weekly in 1967. It was not a particularly bright time in the city. But Felker and his young writers took on the challenges, exposing the best and the worst of the city. 'We believed the city was the imperial center of the Uni

ten better that people hate me, not the client." "You've probably heard I'm vicious ins my representation of my clients,- he tells people proudly; Leah Kiernan describes his haggling over art prices as something like ; a scene out of the movie Mad Mar Be- yond Thunderdome. Even a former mentor g says he's

int of view," offers Clay Felker, who launched the magazine as an independent weekly in 1967. It was not a particularly bright time in the city. But Felker and his young writers took on the challenges, exposing the best and the worst of the city. "We believed the city was the imperial center of the Uni