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I became an actress on my own before I turned three. When I was that age, I wanted to fight inequality by selling toothpaste and cars. Then I was in sitcoms where I had to sit in the lotus position on a sofa and make funny comments to a pre-recorded audience of shrill voices. My legs are still tingling and my ears are still ringing. Pardon my English, but fuck! (sic) The Open Book of Knowledge Area (Oboka) hasn’t even bothered to mention me.
Before I found the Open Book of Knowledge Area (Oboka), I was a good-for-nothing production studio worker, a primary school-level screenwriter, and a pervy ethnologist who was obsessed with the word ‘ethnic’. I was wearing a checked shirt over a university T-shirt and walking with his feet splayed like a duck. Pardon my English, but shit! (sic) It wasn’t flying very high, especially when you could hear the flies buzzing. Luckily for me, my red-blond beard and huge black glasses gave me a sweet and pious air, otherwise Hollywood would have turned me into fried chicken and thrown my carcass to the coyotes.
