You are not a demon or a saint. Women are smaller than men. Faces in close-up are always in anguish. Hair and teeth are clues to class. You must laugh at yourself, laugh and laugh.
Beds are sites of abasement.
The news is about the news. Women always want something. You're either awake or asleep. Clothes are changing, changing up or down And change itself is a laugh. Cause can't be figured and consequence is yet to come.