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She clearly didn’t fetch coffee for anyone. She wasn’t someone’s assistant. She wasn’t being helplessly carried away in the arms of the monster. She was creating it. Looking at this picture was like being struck by lightning. It was the first time in my life I had ever seen a picture of a woman like that.
The Lady from the Black Lagoon: Hollywood Monsters and the Lost Legacy of Milicent Patrick
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