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"The room had been ransacked, the dressing screen knocked over, Marni's wigs tossed askew. Her collection of carefully ironed cocktail dresses had been torn from the pasteboard wardrobe. The yellowed lingerie of a bygone era was cruelly scattered across the floor."
A faded B-movie star goes missing... but is that really the story here? Who's in charge, the programmer or the software?
By Tom Newton and Brent Robison4.9
1313 ratings
"The room had been ransacked, the dressing screen knocked over, Marni's wigs tossed askew. Her collection of carefully ironed cocktail dresses had been torn from the pasteboard wardrobe. The yellowed lingerie of a bygone era was cruelly scattered across the floor."
A faded B-movie star goes missing... but is that really the story here? Who's in charge, the programmer or the software?