Ordinary men commit extraordinary evil all the time. Trust me.
MOST PEOPLE think acting is make-believe. Like it__ a big game where people put on costumes and feign kisses or stab wounds and then pretend to gasp and die. They think it__ a show. They don__ understand that acting is becoming someone else, changing your thoughts and needs until you don__ remember your own anymore. You let the other person invade everything you are and then you turn yourself inside out, spilling their identity onto the stage like a kind of bloodletting.
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MOST PEOPLE think acting is make-believe. Like it__ a big game where people put on costumes and feign kisses or stab wounds and then pretend to gasp and die. They think it__ a show. They don__ understand that acting is becoming someone else, changing your thoughts and needs until you don__ remember your own anymore. You let the other person invade everything you are and then you turn yourself inside out, spilling their identity onto the stage like a kind of bloodletting.
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