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Morgan Gliedman, the Park Avenue-raised woman who became a tabloid star when her Greenwich Village apartment was raided in a bombing investigation, had her arraignment postponed on Monday — she was busy giving birth. And while the 27-year-old new mom was resting in New York's St. Luke's Hospital, the tabloids were busy uncovering her and her boyfriend's drug-riddled past and starting to explain away a terror plot as the concoctions of "well-to-do junkies."

Gliedman and her Harvard-trained boyfriend Aaron Greene are being charged with felony possession of an explosive with intent to use and felony criminal possession of a weapon, but the New York Post's Jamie Schram, Larry Celona, and Dan Mangan report today that the couple was previously under investigation for stealing a man's credit cards and had already been in legal trouble for possessing marijuana and heroin. "On Feb. 17, Gliedman, 27, met a man at Johnny’s Bar in the Village and went to his Midtown apartment," reads the Post report. "Gliedman later took off with a backpack containing the man’s laptop computer, cellphone, wallet and credit cards..."

Gliedman and Greene had a run-in with the law five days later, when an officer saw Greene injecting heroin while sitting with Gliedman and another woman in a parked car. "Cops found empty heroin bags on the floor, and marijuana and a digital scale with heroin residue in one of the women’s purses," the criminal complaint detailed. That might bolster what a police source told The Daily Beast's Michael Daly and Lizzie Crocker: "It looks like they’re junkies ... Well-to-do junkies, not terrorists."

It's a strange turn of events, but it appears that the terrorism explanation might be struck, even as authorities continue to examine the couple's explosive powder and books like The Do It Yourself Submachine Gun found in their possession. "Indeed, in the first days of the investigation police reached the tentative conclusion that the explosives and weapons were just part of a drug-fueled, twisted sense of what constitutes cool," report Daly and Crocker.

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