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Saint Laurent both alluring and infuriating | The NC Triad's altweekly
by Daniel Wirtheim There’s a scene around the 90-minute mark in which Yves Saint Laurent and his lover, Jacques, are volleying a pill between each other’s mouths as a dog convulses on the floor, the sound of heavy stroking on a leather sofa the only thing to break the excruciating silence. It’s the point when …