Mark Seal

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How a Ragtag Gang of Retirees Pulled Off the Biggest Jewel Heist in British History

Most of the men were in their 60s and 70s, with heart conditions, diabetes, and replacement hips. They made off with millions in cash and jewels, only to give themselves up by not understanding how technology works.

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The Dark Underside of the Show-Dog World

“He died like a dog, because he was a dog, but not just any dog.”

The mysterious death of a champion Irish setter.

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Inside the Family Battle for the Newman’s Own Brand Name

Paul Newman’s will held some unpleasant surprises for his daughters.

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“They Have Your Emails.”

Seth Rogen, Amy Pascal, and the inside story of Sony’s hacking saga.

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To Steal a Mockingbird?

How Harper Lee was duped into signing away the rights to To Kill a Mockingbird, which still sells 750,000 copies per year, and how she’s fighting to get them back.

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Seduced and Abandoned

The dissolution of Rupert Murdoch and Wendi Deng’s marriage amidst evidence of her affairs with Tony Blair and Eric Schmidt.

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The Shooting Star and The Model

Inside the Oscar Pistorius murder case.

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Cinema Tarantino

The making of Pulp Fiction.

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The Devils in the Diva

A posthumous profile of Whitney Houston.

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The Doctor Will Sue You Now

Why “Father of Botox” Arnold Klein, whose famous clients once included Michael Jackson and Elizabeth Taylor, thinks everyone’s out to get him.

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The Godfather Wars

The battle to make The Godfather pitted director Francis Ford Coppola against producers including Robert Evans, and the production itself against the real life mob.

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Mondo Cavalli

A profile of fashion designer Roberto Cavalli.
It’s 11 a.m. Cavalli has just risen from his wolf-fur-covered bed and said good morning to Boy, his tiger-striped Bengal cat, and Gino, his miniature monkey. At a breakfast table covered with a cloth of one of his swirling bird patterns, on which are placed four packs of cigarettes and two cigars, Cavalli sinks down on a leopard-print cushion. While he eats applesauce and drinks orange juice from Cavalli tableware, he is surrounded by his four parrots and three beautiful publicists. “Give me some bad questions,” he tells me, lighting a cigar. “I will try to be nice.”