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How a scheme to help Russians secretly funnel money offshore unravelled.
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From Shakespeare to Steven Spielberg, the actor his peers agree is the greatest of his generation is breaking character and stepping off the stage to lend his gifts to two Hollywood blockbusters (and playing Thomas Cromwell in the BBC adaptation of Hilary Mantel’s Wolf Hall, which has won two Bafta awards). When GQ met theatre’s…
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Witanhurst, London’s largest private house, was built between 1913 and 1920 on an eleven-acre plot in Highgate, a wealthy hilltop neighborhood north of the city center. First owned by Arthur Crosfield, an English soap magnate, the mansion was designed in the Queen Anne style and contained twenty-five bedrooms, a seventy-foot-long ballroom, and a glass rotunda;…
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Some say Phil Taylor is Britain’s greatest living sportsman. At 54, he has nothing left to prove, but will not quit. Does he need the game more than it needs him?
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Nobody could tell me the dead man’s name. It was a little after nine on an oven-hot late January morning in the district of Combattants in Bangui, the capital of the Central African Republic.
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Roger Federer has won a record number of Grand Slam tournaments with the precision of, well, a Swiss watch. And at 33 his enthusiasm for the game remains undiminished.
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A new Smithsonian Channel show reveals groundbreaking research that may explain what really went on there.
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The life of a war correspondent has never been cheaper. Travel, equipment… even the pay cheque is lighter. But the rules of engagement are different in today’s street-level combat zones, where the press corps’ blue flak jacket offers little protection against conflicts and more journalists than ever are paying the ultimate price for the scoop.
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Making money from stolen paintings — particularly famous ones — is not a straightforward matter, and those who try to do so fall broadly into two categories. The first, most common type is the naïf, who steals a painting but has laid few plans beyond the theft itself. He soon discovers that the painting’s notoriety…
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A minute before he died, Hervé le Gallou stood at the edge of a cliff at Obiou, in the French Alps, with acres of thin air before him. The view that morning, June 23, 2012, was breathtaking: moonscape cliff faces, pocked with snow, that gave way to plateaus of pale grass and ashen rock, then…
