#0121. Venom runs in her fangs. This is the part of my story where we meet the actresses. They step out on the stage after the show and they receive their bouquets and their applause. Oh my god, I am so sorry for what I put you through. How could I have been so evil? So stupid? I wrote you letters every day. You would call me on the telephone and tell me that you wanted to die because of me. She had such long fangs, such long nails. Under a streetlamp she pummeled me. I pushed her away in anger. These are all the things I can remember.
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