Women really have the power here
because we will not accept any form of sexual harassment
or inappropriate behavior here.
Right. You like seeing women be powerful?
Absolutely! Because then you know what they're doing is--
is something they really want to do.
♪
Disgusted was the last feeling that I had.
Disgusted.
I would feel extremely small and vulnerable
and feel like I would have
to do something that I wasn't comfortable doing.
I felt like I was lost in this world
that I would never get out of.
I felt swappable, interchangeable.
It got a little weird.
I felt like it was almost pimping.
You have a man that was living
in a multimillion-dollar mansion,
having million-dollar parties.
But the girls that made him that success,
we were disposable.
That's how we felt.
It wasn't just Hefner's buddies, his friends, the big VIPs.
It was Hefner himself.
I never heard him say on television,
"It's okay to do it when the girl hasn't said yes,"
but he was doing it.
They were not giving full consent.
Typically, if someone is known
for dating vulnerable populations,
we call that out for what it is, right?
Looking back now, Hef was a predator.
He was a predator.
[motor revving]
My name is Hugh Hefner.
I'm editor-publisher of "Playboy" magazine.
When Hugh Hefner was just 27, he fashioned himself and Playboy
as the face of sexual liberation.
Playboy is one of the most famous brand names in the world.
I would like to be remembered as somebody
who played some positive part
in changing the social-sexual values of my time.
I believe that Hef pulled one over on the whole world.
The fantasy of Playboy that he created
did not allow for the consent of the women.
When it came to Hefner's buddies,
you had to keep those secrets quiet.
-What have you got for free? -[laughs]
When you get someone that powerful,
anything could happen. Anything.
The people who were really there--
they're the ones who know the real truth.
I want to be a voice for the women
that suffered the most at his hands.
♪
I could have left that world thinking he was a great guy,
being able to say to people,
he was never inappropriate with me.
He, you know, paid us well.
Some doors that maybe I never would've stood before, opened,
but I can't say that.
♪♪
I decided to tell in detail about the Hefner rape.
[voice breaking] I hate that word,
but there is no other way to describe it.
Women who go through this
feel that they'll be "stigmatized"
or thought of differently.
It's why they don't talk about it.
That's why they don't tell. Sometimes never.
It took me years. Years.
♪♪
I was raised in Alabama,
just a very rural area on a farm.
My parents were almost cult-like with their religion.
The Church of Christ,
anything to do with sex or your private parts
was just completely, completely off the table.
We weren't allowed to wear shorts.
I remember I invited some people over to go swimming.
I cut my pants off to the knees,
and my mom came home, and I got--
she beat the hell out of me,
called me every name in the book,
that, you know, I was a whore.
And, um, you know... just...the sh--shame, shaming.
When I was little,
I just remember my grandfather--
he would take me into the woods, and...
Mm.
And then he would--he would take his, um, his pants off,
and, um, he would rape me,
and I remember when I was 8,
he said, "Well, don't you ever tell your mother
because she will kill you if you tell her."
So when I left home at 15, I got a job.
I was determined to get my little brother
out of that home and to come live with me.
I felt like he was in an abusive situation as well.
I kept getting approached to do modeling jobs,
and I realized I can make, you know,
some good money doing this.
It was weird to me to be valued for my beauty
because I'd never felt pretty at all.
One photographer that I met said,
"Would you please consider modeling
for me to send in some pictures to 'Playboy'?"
And I did do bathing suit modeling,
and they sent in some test shots to "Playboy,"
and "Playboy" wrote back and said,
"Oh, yeah, we--we would love to see more of this girl."
I did believe that what I was doing was wrong,
but I thought, you know, God's gonna forgive me.
I need this opportunity,
and I'll--I'll never be able to make this kind of money.
This is my "Playboy" test shoot.
I was scared to death
and was so thankful
I had so much hair to hide behind.
I wasn't 18 when I started.
When the centerfold came out, I was 18
because they had to wait until I turned 18.
"Turn-ons--diamonds and furs,
vintage champagne, faster horses,
traveling and going home."
I'll tell you, I was highly coached on this data sheet
on sounding fast and racy and sexy.
[birds chirping]
In 1983, I was staying at the Playboy Mansion.
It was that time of the year
where somebody's gonna be chosen soon
for Playmate of the Year.
It was all very intimidating and really new.
I felt safe in my room, and that's where I stayed.
With Hef, he was telling me,
"Susie, I've heard that you're nervous
and that you've been staying in your room,
but I want you to know it's safe here,
and I want you to know that you can do anything you want.
If there's anything you want to experiment with,
then you just need to let us know
because we want you to be safe."
That was kind, and I did.
I felt safe at that moment.
Me and another Playmate of the Month
were in a bedroom down the hall from Hef's,
and of course we were talking about Playmate of the Year.
And she's like, you know, "Well, if you're so worried about it,
then why don't you just walk down the hall and talk to Hef?"
She literally pushed me out the door of the bedroom
and towards his bedroom down the hall.
And then I knocked on the door, and he said, "Who is it?"
And I said, "It's Susie. Susie Scott."
And he said, "Susie, come--come in."
And I'm like, oh, good. I'm not bothering him.
He gave me a hug,
and he said, "You look very stressed. What's wrong?"
I said, "Oh, I'm just... got a lot of my mind,
and I wanted to talk to you."
I had my speech all ready. I was gonna ask him, you know,
had he thought about Playmate of the Year,
and to tell him, you know,
I would commit myself as a spokesman,
and I'm very good at it and well-read,
even though I didn't finish even 10th grade.
He goes, "Well, let me just give you something to calm you down."
And he gave me a pill and a soda, and I just took it,
not thinking much about it.
You know, at first, it didn't dawn on me that it was a drug.
You know, at first, you're thinking,
somebody's giving you a Tylenol or an Advil.
And then I thought, okay, what did I just take?
I didn't even ask.
I don't remember laying down.
I don't remember if I even said anything to him
about Playmate of the Year.
I woke up with him on top of me.
He was naked, and my, um, pants were off.
My pajama bottoms were off.
I thought that I was having a nightmare
because it didn't seem possible.
I thought I was reliving the last time
that my grandfather had done this to me, and...
Ugh. [chuckles]
This old man with his mouth gaping open was a real thing.
He was a real person. It was Hefner.
He looked like Satan. He looked like Satan.
He just looked so...
cr-- just a creep, just a creep.
He honestly had the same look
that my grandfather had when he did it.
I can't tell you.
There must be like some common demon that gets in
and looks the same because it was eerie. It was just eerie.
♪
Maybe I was one of the few who he had not slept with,
and maybe he didn't like that.
I pushed him off of me, and I think it made him mad.
When I went back to my bedroom,
all I wanted to do was just lay back down, cry, think.
And I...
I just remember,
I've got to tell somebody. I've got to tell somebody.
Every man out there is, you know,
wishing they could live your life, but...
I know. I know.
...wondering how the hell you do it.
Yeah. Well, part of it's being
very straightforward and honest about it.
See, I think one of the great curses
and--and one of the great immoralities in--
in, uh, in sexuality
is the lying, the cheating, the hypocrisy.
♪♪
When I came to "Playboy,"
I thought that doing the centerfold
was kind of like getting my power back.
I had it for a moment, but it was taken right back.
This thing that happened with Hef
set me back a long way.
The next morning, I was so ashamed,
I wanted to just die.
This whole thing-- it had to be a secret,
a secret that I had to, you know,
like, see all the time.
You know, I looked up at that hallway,
and you know, I'd think about it,
but then I'd have to put that smile on.
And when I saw Hef, you know, give him a hug.
He never mentioned it. He--He--He...
The only explanation is that he was hiding it from me
to make me doubt that it happened maybe,
to make me forget about it.
But you don't forget.
Never.
I believe it was a Quaalude
because I've been told what it feels like to take a Quaalude.
I just don't remember falling asleep.
When I was there, Hef would carry the Quaaludes
in a wadded-up Kleenex in his pocket,
and I saw him offer it to people all the time.
See, look at how he's hovering over girls
and just kissing at will.
He touched all the girls. He would touch their breasts.
He thinks that he owns everybody's breasts.
There was a night that Hef told me
we were going to go for a little walk.
He took me down the hall, and he got a key out,
and he told me it was a skeleton key.
And I go, "What do you mean?"
And he said, "Well, you think I wouldn't have a key
that would open every room in this house?"
And that's the night I learned that he used it at will.
He opened the door on a girl who was sleeping,
and he went inside
and sat down at the bed with her.
And...at that point, I'm just frozen.
I... I didn't know what to do.
And she kept saying no.
I blocked it the minute she said no,
and he continued and forced himself on her.
I was standing there, and I was terrified,
but I can't see it.
And...all these years, I mean,
does she think I'm a monster because of it?
I'm sorry. I didn't...
I'm sorry I didn't do anything to stop it.
And he told me, uh, when we were heading back to the master,
uh, he said to me... [sniffles]
"Well, did they think that they were gonna
come stay in my house and not sleep with me?"
[sniffles]
Whether they consented or not,
if he wanted something, he would take it.
♪♪
He rifled through so many decades of young girls.
REPORTER: How many girlfriends have you had?
In total? I have no idea. I don't know.
But you keep a record, as I understand.
Yes, but I've never counted up the numbers. Uh...
-Hundreds? -Yes.
Many more than hundreds, yes.
Thousands?
Well, certainly over a thousand, I'm sure.
Hef liked the girls young,
and he liked them from a broken family,
or there wasn't a father involved
because then he could impress them
and, uh, control them more
because they would be more likely
to want to please him or please his friends.
I wanted to tell somebody I trusted
and then have them tell me what to do.
So I told Marilyn, who was the editor--Marilyn Grabowski.
She said, "Oh, that's all?
Don't--Don't let it bother you.
It's nothing. It's nothing. He won't even remember it."
[scoffs]
And I'm like... [chuckles] "But I will never forget it."
She goes, "Just don't even think about it anymore.
Just do what you know. Do your work.
It's not a big deal."
[sighs]
And then I never-- just never talked about it.
I started getting very, very, very thin.
I think I probably got down to 90.
♪
Of course he sent Mary to say, "Hef is so worried about you.
And you know, we would really like to have you see a doctor.
And, uh, we just want you to know we care."
Mary O'Connor was his instrument
for doing all the legal things properly.
He had to pretend to care.
I was just completely depressed.
I didn't feel of value.
Many of the girls wanted to tell you their problems.
I think I was mostly bothered by the sadness.
Hefner enjoyed taking these fresh girls and breaking them.
Dorothy Stratten--this is his Playmate of the Year.
She looks beautiful.
Look how happy she is. She's on top of the world right there.
She was the ultimate Playmate, Dorothy was.
She had it all, all in one package.
To look at her now in the footage,
she was so sweet.
I mean, you could not help but love her.
Dorothy Stratten was the most perfect Playmate
to ever enter the Playboy world.
She was...
magnificent.
♪♪
Then after all these years,
what we have left of her
are photos of what once was.
Thousands of girls come through it,
through the Mansion, through the magazine,
thousands of them, and they don't get murdered,
but one did--Dorothy Stratten.
There are many documentaries on Dorothy's death.
REPORTER: Dorothy Stratten, 20 years old
from Vancouver, Canada,
was on her way to becoming a celebrity.
Brutally murdered by her deranged husband.
"Playboy" magazine's 1980 Playmate of the Year
has been found shot to death,
killed apparently by her estranged husband
who then killed himself.
But that's not the whole story
of Dorothy's experience at Playboy.
♪♪
With Dorothy, I believe that
Hefner certainly didn't act in a gentlemanly way.
I was very awkward. I had a-- growing up, you know,
very skinny and no shape and just...
[laughs]
-No shape? -No, I was just--I'm tall.
You must have had a good year and a bad year then.
-It all happened in one year. -One year?
And that's when I was found by "Playboy." [laughs]
Dorothy Stratten ascended
Hugh Hefner's cult-like structure very rapidly.
She went from a Bunny working at Century City
to Playmate of the Month, then Playmate of the Year.
And then the next step was going to be a respected actress.
The magazine layouts were an important stepping-stone,
and soon she was a guest on "The Tonight Show."
Hefner--he particularly wanted her
because he knew
that she had the potential to be a big star.
I don't know of any other Playmate
that I've had the feeling would have been a big star
more than I thought Dorothy would.
She was in a situation similar to mine, really,
with a man that was controlling her.
Paul Snider was a low-life pimp.
When she was 18, her boyfriend, Paul Snider,
sent her pictures to Hefner.
I was working at the Mansion
when the limousine brought her up.
She said, "I've just come from Canada.
Can you tell me where Mr. Hefner is?"
And that was the beginning of the end for her.
She was into the system.
At the Mansion, the process was, you first meet Hefner,
you have sex with him,
and then he passes you around to his friends.
You don't violate this order of sexual activity,
but Dorothy-- she broke the rules.
When Dorothy first came to the Mansion,
Hefner thought that she'd slept with Patrick Curtis.
His name to fame was he was in "Gone with the Wind,"
and that's how he parlayed himself
with all the girls at the Playmate Mansion.
Hefner was very angry.
This is like a town in the Old West
where every girl in town is the Sheriff's girl,
and you're told,
"You don't want to mess with the Sheriff's girl."
He wanted her for himself,
could not understand why he couldn't get her.
How did she pay for it?
With her being brutalized.
Early on in her time at the Mansion,
I and another security guard were outside the grotto.
We heard her screaming.
We peered around, and we witnessed it.
There was a ledge around the grotto.
Hefner propped her up, and he started to rape her anally,
and she was screaming.
♪♪
After we witnessed it, the security guard told me--
he whispered in my ear--
I should go back into the butler's pantry
and keep my mouth shut.
And that's what I did.
You had to follow the rules.
You had to be discreet, be quiet, carry on.
Nobody was going to come forward
because nobody wanted Hefner to come after you.
In the old days, it was like, well, who are you?
You're just after his money.
That was always the thing. You're after his money.
And they would side with,
you know, the most powerful person.
There was an inequality there.
It's pretty sad for me just to relive this.
And I'm sorry.
So please feel free to cut and edit it out any sadness.
She confided in me the pain she was feeling inside.
She was hollow. Her eyes were distant.
She didn't engage with you anymore
in that personable way,
the way she did when she first came from Canada.
Mr. Hefner wanted to stay in control.
It's the old story.
He started out as a very liberal,
modern-thinking writer
when he started putting the magazine together
in Chicago on his kitchen table.
And then by the time he got to Hollywood, everything changed.
He became a typical rich guy
using his money to buy women, to control women.
Hefner thought that if he could abuse her over and over again
against her wishes,
that he could get control of her.
Dorothy Stratten was devastated.
She was psychically destroyed.
It was too much for her.
Her body was breaking down.
She--She couldn't-- She couldn't help herself.
She wasn't sleeping. She wasn't--wasn't well.
While she was waiting for her centerfold to come out,
Paul Schneider coerced her into marrying him
because he wanted her money.
He wanted that fame.
The marriage lasted less than a year, and they separated.
Paul was clawing at her.
He was losing her. He knew it, so she needed a protector.
She needed protection from everyone.
Dorothy met Peter Bogdanovich at the Mansion,
and like many men who met her,
he fell in love at first sight.
Bagdanovich told me about Hefner forcing himself on Dorothy
in the Jacuzzi part of the grotto, in the grotto.
[sniffles] He told me that. He told me.
Dorothy was naive in many ways, very innocent,
believed what people said, believed the whole Playboy hype.
Found herself, when she got to Hollywood,
found herself maneuvered by Hefner
into a sexual situation that, uh, she found very shocking,
and, in fact, it traumatized her.
There was nothing in the relationship with Dorothy,
with Playboy or with me that I am less than proud of.
There is a strong possibility that there's truth,
in that allegation that
Dorothy Stratten was raped by Hef,
I don't have reason not to believe it anymore.
If you had told me that before...my experience,
I would've said no, no, definitely not.
I think Hef thought he deserved it.
[sighs]
And I don't know what kind of mentality or psyche
would cause a man to think that.
But for some reason, I think he felt he deserved
anything he felt he needed or wanted
from anybody that was in his home.
♪
See how happy? Look at that.
Now, if that happened to her, how could she be that happy?
It was--It was all playacting.
It was all his movie
and his script down to the day he died.
It was not long after that she was murdered.
It was so devastating to all of us.
They underestimated Paul.
Peter Bogdanovich-- he wanted to date her.
He wanted to sleep with her.
Paul Snider became aware of it,
and he went crazy,
even trying to jam his car through the front gates.
So it became this, uh, intense triangle,
and it ended in disaster.
According to police reports,
Snider blew off his wife's face with a 12-gauge shotgun
before turning the powerful weapon on himself.
Earlier in the evening,
before the knowledge of Dorothy's death,
there was a new girl,
and Hefner thought she was super cute
and wanted me to get information on her.
The day that Dorothy was killed, the day she was murdered,
when I finally had gone home, changed, and came back,
one of the first things he asked me was,
"Did you get that new girl's number?"
I remember thinking, wow, it was just so self-centered.
It really was Hef's world.
Hugh Hefner--he never wanted Dorothy to have any power.
He never wanted a woman to become so powerful
that he couldn't control her.
And it was so wrong
and so against what he espoused to everyone.
I mean, all about protecting women
and non-exploitation, all that,
that was nothing but garbage.
We treat them, uh, as the record will rather clearly show,
in a rather first-rate way.
♪
He was so good at making you feel
like you were the only thing in the world
and the most beautiful thing in the world,
until the next Playmate came along,
and he didn't care if you were broken, uh, anorexic, addicted.
I heard about the Dorothy Stratten story.
I never read Peter Bogdanovich's book when I was at the Mansion,
because at that time I still had
my rose-colored glasses on about Hef,
and you generally don't want to read things
about somebody you care about that are negative.
But I decided to read the book right before my book came out,
and it really hit me.
I always thought that Dorothy was somebody
I'd never be able to relate to
because she was always presented as this goddess.
But when I read the book,
I was really just creeped out by how similar everything was.
Everything that happened back in her day
was so...mirrored what was going on in the early 2000s.
This is a poem by Dorothy Stratten.
"It's here, everything,
everything anyone ever dreamed of and more, but love is lost.
The only sacrifice to live in this heaven,
this Disneyland where people are the games."
That--That describes it.
I--I've never heard it described more...perfectly.
[sighs] It makes me feel really bad.
So many of those people aren't with us anymore
by their own choosing
because they felt like that, and they realized it.
They found out that people are the games.
And one man got people to want to play his games with us.
♪♪
Hugh Hefner held himself out as this big lover, this bon vivant,
you know, this person that-- that every man wanted to be.
And here he was the lowest
and the most vilest scum on earth.
I think he hated women underneath it all.
I've spoken to enough people, interviewed enough that--
that just seems to be the only conclusion I can come up to.
People would ask me, "Why did you keep going back?
Why did you keep going back?"
And I just-- I just think it was complete,
you want him not to have ruined your life
by also taking your employment.
And I also thought he probably had cameras
in his room, you know?
It haunted me that he might have a video of me
when he was on top of me.
I pray that because I was unconscious,
he would not show it to anyone because it's illegal.
My saving thought is that he had to have destroyed it
because he's showing himself committing a crime.
And he had tapes on everybody.
Anybody that walked into that bedroom, disrobed,
they have a tape on them. They had a tape on them.
They knew they were there, and it kept everybody in line.
They were fearful of it. What if--What if they got out?
What if somebody saw them?
I didn't get over what-- what happened in that bedroom.
[sighs]
I was disappointed in myself that I...
put myself in the position that he could have had access to me.
I had tried so hard for so long to not be the stereotype.
We all wanted to be the perfect girl,
not the messed up girl, you know?
[chuckles] Yeah, who walks around naked.
[scoffs]
But...I'm better than what happened to me.
I'm valued. I'm loved.
I'm very much expecting to go to heaven.
And I very much think that I'm now safe in my home.
♪♪
10 years after I broke up with Hef,
I had managed to get married,
and I was a mom,
and my life looked pretty nice on visual.
I really loved being a mom.
[voice breaking] I loved being a mom.
♪♪
For a long time, I spoke highly of Playboy.
I could not have told anybody the truth.
Every Easter we would come up for the Easter egg hunt
'cause it was family-oriented.
I had pushed everything so back so that my life could be normal.
I realized that when it started getting dusk,
it was like something inside me, a panic would start,
and then I-I would want a glass of wine or something.
I needed to buff out whatever was coming,
and that's when thoughts would, like--like a Rolodex of pictures
just going... [makes whirring sound]
And things I had never thought about for years,
moments that I wish had never happened,
I'd get a flash.
♪♪
And the only way to fix that would be have a glass of wine,
have a glass of wine, and then I could numb it.
I didn't have to think about it.
And I feel bad for my part in it that I could actually
ask girls to go upstairs and have some cocaine with me.
And I was--I was reeling them in for him,
and believe me, I...
if I could take it back, I would take it all back.
♪♪
I had this demon after me.
I realized that I have to take what happened to me
and make something good come out of it in the end.
We can look at these.
In 2011, Miki and I started talking,
and once our eyes were open, there was no turning back.
You wrote me this--this incredible, touching letter.
What was so important to you was about the sex tape.
-Yes. -Right.
I told Miki, you know, I'm worried about these tapes
and what--what's gonna happen to them.
He was in his 80s.
I mean, he could kick the bucket at any time.
That's correct.
And then who would have that key
to open that panel and get to those tapes?
-We were working against time. -Yeah.
We started a letter-writing campaign in 2011.
She helped me write the letters.
And I think Miki and I were the first ones
to just in his face, go after him about the tapes.
We orchestrated this whole game plan
of if a tape got out,
we would hold Hef and/or Playboy accountable.
You deserved an answer, and by God, we got it.
Miki and I were the first one to nail him on the--on the tapes.
We started a letter-writing campaign.
We caught one of Hef's lawyers saying one thing
and Hef saying another thing.
That's when we had him.
We had him, and he had-- he was forced
to give us his last words on those tapes,
and we know what happened to them.
In the end, we got Hugh Hefner's last words.
Yeah.
On what happened to the sex tapes. Didn't we?
Yeah.
We were told that it would be taken care of,
that Mary was in charge.
And if anything happened to him, she knew what to do.
That she was going to destroy the tapes.
I do have reason to believe
that one of the video department heads had a boat,
and they put all of those video tapes,
after they had been pulled from their cases,
were then put in a barrel and taken to sea.
That's what I was told was done with them,
and I-I had reason to believe that was true.
Even then, I didn't believe that he would destroy all of them.
He just--His ego would not destroy all the tapes.
No, no.
Even after all our letters, there was no apology from him.
You'd get a pat on the back.
"Don't worry. It'll all be okay."
But no, he didn't apologize for anything.
Hefner never wanted us to be friends, right?
-Yeah. -And so then...
Because you were crazy and dangerous.
-I was crazy and dangerous. -Yeah.
And now you've become crazy and dangerous. [laughs]
Now we're both crazy and dangerous.
All right.
Miki has been there for me through so many things
that I didn't have the support of my family,
I didn't have the encouragement.
To find Sondra after so many years in 2011,
it was like striking gold, really. [laughs]
All right.
I didn't meet P.J. until... I think it was 2016.
She asked me to partner with her in this group
that she started, The Iconic Women of Playboy.
She supported Sondra and I. She put herself out on a limb,
and this is a woman who survived
a brutal rape by Bill Cosby, Hefner's best friend.
So it's the Bunny Mother,
the Director of Playboy Promotions,
and the girlfriend of Hefner's.
It's the first time ever
that all of these worlds collided together.
-Hello? -Hi, Miki. It's P.J.
Hi, P.J.
In the end, we're just damn lucky we got out of there
as normal as we could be... [laughs]
because not one of us is normal. Not one of us.
It may be too late to do much about us,
but that shouldn't stop us.
I'm sure with this documentary,
there's gonna be a lot of women
that have come out of the woodwork with stories
that we haven't heard about yet.
I hope that by coming out with this that maybe other girls
can say, finally, you know,
they acknowledge that there was wrong
and maybe they can let go of that nightmare.
I think women are getting a bit smarter.
I think they'll smell the rat.
Now is the time. We've got Me Too and Time's Up.
For God's sakes,
it's time for the Playboy women to come forward.
It's amazing that nobody ever talked
among their selves about it.
I think Hef just knew we wouldn't
because we sort of were suspicious of each other,
but it's gotta be told.
I can't really explain to you
how strong the feeling was in me
that I needed to get my story out,
so I wouldn't feel bound to be living this lie
where I constantly have to apologize for him
or say he's great or say things were great
when I was there, when they weren't.
I don't have a problem with speaking the truth.
If people can't handle the truth, I don't know what to say.
Coming forward, I think will be a cleansing for me.
It's very difficult to think of all my skeletons
in everybody's living room right now.
Nobody wants to reveal their secrets,
but I wanted to make a difference.
It's got to make a difference.
I'm hurt.
And I can't be alone in this pain.
I know I'm not.
There are too many of us, and I want to write some of it.
I want it to go away, and eventually, maybe it will.
If enough women tell me that it helped,
maybe it will go away.
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Every man in the world would say, "I want to be Hugh Hefner."
They thought he had the good life.
Hefner was a sexual predator that didn't care who he damaged.
It was all about his power and his prestige.
We pulled the curtain back, Wizard.
We know who you are. We know who you were.