I read Vanity Fair cover to cover while waiting for mom at the ER the other day. This was the most disturbing story of the bunch (and there were a few disturbing stories about the rich and powerful behaving badly) - The Prince Who Blew Through Billions. I put the magazine down, feeling a little sick to my stomach and wondered how much good that money could have done people in real need? Instead of the way it was wasted by Prince Jefri. Is there a special place in hell for these people?
Not sick to your stomach and want more - Is the party over for runaway billionaire Prince Jefri of Brunei?
I love Vanity Fair. It is the type of magazine that I can not put down!
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