Or so my grandmother, (still) the sweetest woman to ever walk this Earth, used to say.
The subject of this here post was supposed to be about this four-letter word, nice. I even wrote my latest Times column about this concept. Nice-ness as it pertains to a business model, goes the thinking.
But then a loyal reader points out this, the story of Mal Lane, a student apparently in Rome who slept with a famous actor. Now, courtesy of Gawker, you too can pose as Mal and try to score $15,000 for an "exclusive" interview.
Editorial note: Il Sette Bello never pays for exclusives. So, stop asking.