Okay, I saw a copy of People today, and, God help me, I opened it and read more. It wasn't Heather Locklear's husband, it was her ex-husband.
So big deal.
The real story here is that, given the chance to turn my gaze away from this tawdry cheap celebrity melodrama and read something worthwhile, I caved in like a 70-year-old detached garage.
I feel dirty somehow.
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