Terence Stamp Thinks About Hindi, Cary Grant and a Good Steam at the New York Athletic Club
Terence Stamp does not own a house. He told me this as we sat in the deserted Park Avenue Plaza atrium on 53rd Street between Park and Madison avenues. “My home is my head, really,” Mr. Stamp said with a shy smile. What a dwelling. Time has kindly turned his once boyishly pretty face into Read More