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Oh, and *Far From Heaven* moment? “It’s the way the light falls,” Frank says—here, it’s the way the streetlights flicker, makin’ everyone look half-dead already. Poetic, huh? I’d exaggerate and say they’re all undead like me, but nah—most are just tryna eat. Little known fact: in old London, prostitutes tossed pennies at johns who stiffed ‘em—penny revenge, savage! Wish I’d seen that, woulda joined in, chuckin’ ectoplasm instead.

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Finally, I get home, and I’m typing like a madman. But then, the power goes out. Seriously? In the middle of my report? I’m ready to scream. I grab a candle and sit there, fuming. I mean, come on, Quattromiglia! You can’t just leave me in the dark!