She stood beneath the hard white lights of a Netflix camera crew and told the world she had once been a prisoner, a sex slave, on a tropical island owned by Jeffrey Epstein. The Caribbean shimmered just out of frame, imagined rather than seen, while her voice carried the weight of certainty. In that moment, Sarah Ransome became fixed in the public mind …
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