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…I’d be Morticia from the Addams Family. I’d be dark, bitchy, witty, powerful, sexy, domineering for one night.

This Morticia would kiss with her eyes open, eat dark cherry chocolate and sleep in coffins lined with silk and cyanide.

She’d swallow butterflies and cough out moths. Roses would bow down before her and restraighten as Venus fly traps, chasing after milkmen and postmen at dawn, their razor-sharp teeth moving up and down erratically.

This Morticia would resurrect Medusa, The Witches of Macbeth, banshees and all dead femme fatales for a night out on the town. We’d paint the streets wicked, dance on cobbled stones - night clubs will be our ‘light of the silvery moon’ where we will move with naked abandon, swinging our hips to and fro, to and fro, to and fro in time to ancient rhythm.

1, 2, 3, 4, click our heels 7 times for the moon before the first moon.

1, 2, 3, 4, click our heels 7 times for the sun before the first sun.

This Morticia will dance, kiss with her eyes open. Eat dark cherry chocolate.

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