years ago i saw keith richards enter a night club in almost this same style as clark gable here. my husband was opening a show for one of keith's pals and as keith had just gotten clear of a drugs bust he had come to jam with his friend. his lavish swagger was much aided with the help of a woman on each arm. that made as much sense as his celebrating his victory smashed. the man never takes a false step.
photo: jean harlow/gable/myrna loy all looking a whole lot steadier in each others grasp than everyones fave stone that night way back when.
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