Laugh at me, kiss me, kill me
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I never thought I could be excepted the way I am. I didn't enjoy those shallow, dull people on the streets of Gotham I saw every day. I didn't have a job and I was living of rare singing performances; the only thing you could do as a mezzosopran in this rotten town. Nobody cared for art. And then I got my inspiration. In prince of crime.
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