Show Business: Mad About the Girl

In Rome not long ago, a stroller stopped at a traffic light and stared at the girl in the convertible. Was that a very short skirt she was wearing—or a long sweater? No matter; he couldn't stop looking. That was when the girl reached into her glove compartment, pulled out a pistol and let the gawker have it right between the eyes.

It was only a water pistol, but it made its point. Raquel Welch doesn't mind stares, but she likes to choose the time and the place. The time is now, but the place is pictures—the kind that move and the...

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