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Sarah, are there any inheritances due to you in the next decade or two?

Perhaps you'd like to share with a class?

I mean, I hope not, because that means, someone would be dead. But it doesn't have to be someone you like. I love anyone who'd give me inheritance. Okay, well, I mean, I've asked my mom for her wedding rings despite being, you know, famously divorced, but I really think I could pull them off. Absolutely, you could.

Give me one.

I'll think about it.

Well, I ask, because today's story is about a great fortune that ruined almost all of one woman's relationships, but made one man's life a lot more extravagant.

It's April 1993, and Doris Duke is laying in bed in a private hospital suite in Beverly

Hills.

She's 80 years old, six feet tall, and weighs just 92 pounds.

And Doris has really lived.

She inherited a massive fortune at just 12 years old.

She spent decades jetting around the world,

palling around with people like Scamphalancer's alum Emelda Marcos,

marrying international playboys, and capturing the attention of the tabloids.

But now, Doris is out of gas.

She spent the last few years in and out of the hospital

for various injuries, strokes,

chronic anemia, and even depression.

At this stage of her life, Doris depends on a small circle of people to help her maintain

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