




...and here's more stuff from the scrapbook. Did I mention that Esther was a teensy bit obsessed?
A BUTCH GAL THAT HAD STARS IN HER EYES. FAN? STALKER? ESTHER'S LOVE FOR THE THEATRE IS DISPLAYED HERE AS WELL AS OTHER FLOTSAM FROM ESTHER'S PRIVATE WORLD, A GLIMPSE OF 1950s GAY LIFE.
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