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Elegy for Natasha Richardson

By Laura Baudo Sillerman
She was far more beautiful in person than one can imagine.  Far more delicate with a presence more regal than most of her film and stage roles.  She was quiet and alert, seemingly familiar with the world’s duplicities and exaggerations and on guard for their appearance—in others or herself.  One had no trouble seeing her as a movie star, but…
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