Wednesday, 19 February 2014

JE NE SUIS PAS UNE PUTAIN

  OPERA DE PARIS,19 DECEMBER 1958 
 
--- If I get that woman for myself, the world will be impressed,Niarchos can drop dead,for what I care.
 
After The Paris recital,Ari was determined to seduce La Callas,doesn't care for music or opera,only love famous divas,I became his new obsession, his folly.
La Callas,whatever people say or think is not a home breaker, Tina was leaving him,had enough after ten years of marriage.
 
--- We have planned a summer cruise,the Greek Isles,with Sir Winston and Lady Churchill 
--- I can't,I have Medea at Covent Garden
--- I will be there,I love opera

He could not care less about music,after Medea he threw the party of the year,at the most exclusive London Hotel,Lady Churchill,Alexandra of Kent ,Gary Cooper and the Who is Who of London

I was won over,the man, his money,the way he spent it,knew  that my greatest years were over,a new kingdom was offered to me,Callas Queen of the Jet Set,a photograph at the Savoy said it all, was embraced by Ari and
Titta,Ari my future facing me,Titta holding my back.Ari could not care less for my reputation.
Je ne suis pas une putain, was not after his money,had my own,I was under the emprise,possessed by his energy field,a slave under his spell,the man radiated sexual energy.

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