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“The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.”

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Marilyn Monroe
Marilyn Monroe

Marilyn Monroe was an American actress, model, and singer, famous for her性感 image and film roles. Born on June 1, 1926, she passed away on August 5, 1962. Although her film career was brief, Marilyn Monroe's performances in films such as 'The Seven Year Itch', 'Some Like It Hot', and 'Rear Window' have earned her widespread acclaim. more

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