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It has to be said, though, that some of the prose involved is, on a purely stylistic level, of the highest quality.
As the white powder induces a sudden rush to her brain, she rocks back in her seat and laughs hysterically. The coke is kicking in.
Within seconds she leans forward and again sniffs into a tightly rolled-up £5 note, hoovering up every last grain of the Class A drug.
It is clear from the extraordinary images, captured during a Mirror undercover investigation, that the 31-year-old catwalk queen is a practised user.
Rumours of her drug habits have circulated for years but she has always denied taking Class As such as cocaine.
In a West London recording studio, though, Kate chats casually with Doherty and pals as she absent-mindedly crushes and chops out the chunky lines on the back of a plastic CD cover.
With her blonde hair hanging untidily around her shoulders, the model icon, worth £30million, prepares up to 20 lines of coke in just 40 minutes.
Using a mammoth stash, which she kept safely wrapped in her handbag, Kate - mother of a two-year-old daughter - has no qualms about being seen with the illegal drugs.
Doherty and some of his mates mill around, eager to join the binge and impatiently asking to help prepare the drugs.
At one point the Croydon-born beauty - the face of Rimmel, Chanel, Calvin Klein and Christian Dior - loses her patience with one of crackhead Doherty's friends and insists: "I'll do it. I'll do it."
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Kate, 10 times a Vogue cover girl,looks unsteady and exhausted as the session continues.
Between lines of cocaine, she repeatedly twitches her nose and rubs her nostrils.
On five occasions she expertly prepares the lines of cocaine, carefully using a credit card to cut the powder into neat rows for her, Doherty and the others.
The image of Doherty and co milling around, trying to get at ver stash, getting in our Kate's way, does make me feel a bit of sympathy for the woman. Who could not lose patience with that? |
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