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'Nobody burned more bridges than Louise Brooks, or left prettier blazes on two continents. People around her scrambled for cover, but she watched the flames with a child's pyromaniacal glee -- the star of a flicker gone wild. With the advent of talkies, her name would largely disappear, but her face would not: a girl in a Prince Valiant bob, with electrifying eyes that drilled straight to the heart from the Silent Screen and left you weak when you met their gaze. Eyes that beckoned not so much “come hither“ as “I'll come to you.“ -Louise Brooks by Barry Paris-
