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Hello, this is Nadja. Please leave a message and I will return to it later.

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Oh, yes. That one is my nudie. I had a very intense, sexual encounter once with Peter Paul Reubens. I told him, you paint all these fucking angels and fat babies and ugly women, why don't you paint a beautiful, evil temptress like myself instead?

And Laszlo was there also. You see, we did not have cameras back then so all you could do was paint us. And of course, vampires don't appear in mirrors.

This is impressive!

[And, internal judgement of weirdness or not, she does mean that.]

I mean, the self-confidence that must have taken. But considering your age, that makes sense... you said seven hundred?

Yes, yes. I know, I look young and beautiful. Really it was because I was bitten at sixteen. Which was a very hard age back then.

It's a hard age in my time, too.

[She says, with a wistful little smile.]

Seventeen and eighteen were better years.

[What with, you know, finding social appreciation and joining a woods cult.]

Well. You are a very beautiful lady right now. Enjoy it, because it will fade shortly and be gone forever. That's humanity for you.

[Aw, Nadja.]

Thanks! I was super insecure as a kid, but, you know, I grew out of that, too.

Oh, did some little fuckers make you feel sad about your appearance?

In middle school and high school? All the time. But that was almost thirty years ago.

You are not thirty.

No--

[She says, with a little laugh.]

I mean, middle school and high school was almost thirty years ago! I'm forty-two.

You fucking are not! You look so young.

No, I am!

[But she's very into this flattery.]

I just take good care of myself, I eat right, I'm careful with my skin in the sun-- did you really think I was under thirty?

Edited Date: 2022-05-08 01:50 am (UTC)