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Oct 17, 2019
3 minutes
JIM WIRTH
DEBBIE HARRY leaves nothing behind when she checks out of hotels, flushing away incriminating hair and toenails, and (whenever possible) wiping away any traces of her saliva from around the sink. “I get anxious at the mere thought of my secret identity being found out,” she writes in her “somewhat morose memoir”, Face It . The queen of late-’70s pop is adamant that “‘Blondie’ was a role I created” – an uber-femme drag act that ensured the real Debbie Harry was kept well hidden.
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