starring Matt Haughey December 8, 2001 10:15 PM Subscribe
Haughey stood at the massive glass windows of his permanent residence at the W Hotel on Third and Howard in San Francisco. He'd had the top three floors made into a single towering space with 40-foot ceilings. The elevator flowed to a smooth stop in the center of the space he shared with his wife, Kay, who was now standing near the Henry Moore reclining nude eating a pomegranate. "What's the weather," she asked, although she could see perfectly well what the weather was. After all, those were some big fucking windows.