The NYT does its bit:

She was a creature of Manhattan’s liberal, intellectual Upper West Side a smart, witty girl who was bold enough at 13 to challenge her family’s rabbi over her bat mitzvah, cocky (or perhaps prescient) enough at 17 to pose for her high school yearbook in a judge’s robe with a gavel and a quotation from Felix Frankfurter, the Supreme Court justice.

She was the razor-sharp newspaper editor and history major at Princeton who examined American socialism, and the Supreme Court clerk for a legal giant, Thurgood Marshall, who nicknamed her “Shorty.” She was the reformed teenage smoker who confessed to the occasional cigar as she fought Big Tobacco for the Clinton administration, and the literature lover who reread Jane Austen’s “Pride and Prejudice” every year.

And she loves opera. Is there nothing the press won't reveal about her? Oh, yes, I forgot ... the question that we are not allowed to ask, a question that, if true, would have helped shape her worldview as profoundly as, say, her penchant for the occasional cigar. But this is not just not "fit to print." It is not "fit to ask."

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