Posted on 29/12/07
Feed the fever, feed the man
In a high and spacious and questionably appointed suite at the Waldorf-Astoria, Daniel Day-Lewis rises from his seat with a warm smile and an outstretched hand. "I just redecorated, to suit my taste," he chuckles, casting a gently cocked eye at his surroundings of Chinese chintz.
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