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Her unfinished memoir, and a spare, no-nonsense one. It by no means aims for thoroughness, and in fact simply offers a series of brief, haunting accounts of episodes in her life, most of which have little or nothing to do with her stardom. The first chapter, for instance, is called, "How I Rescued a White Piano," and delivers with disarming matter-of-factness an innocuous little story that reveals more about her tragic childhood than if she had addressed it directly. If this book had been a novel about a completely made-up person, I'd be utterly taken with it and its author. Strange and un-pretty, and lovely.