Durante meu tempo fora, escrevi uma peça de um ato chamada "Todd in the Wilderness". Por razões pessoais, prefiro não postá-la na integridade, porém aqui está um monólogo da personagem Nastazja, uma imigrante polonesa de 40 anos falando com Todd, o "filho"/cão/escravo sexual dela.
"Oh my poor
baby...I am getting old, you know? And your father isn't getting any younger.
He spends the days in that damn university, while I hide from the world in this
fucking house. I can only go out once or twice a year. Otherwise I stay here, drinking
my fucking vodka and smoking my fucking cigarettes...You are full of vitality
and life. So many years ahead of you. It makes me jealous.
It makes
me so jealous I want to spoil you! Especially because your father gives you all
his attention. He spends all of his free time with you. I, on the other hand,
have to wait until fall break to go out with him. I've become boring to his
eyes. I'm old.
gostei do seu fucking monólogo, de verdade.
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