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Clarice… she’s a ghost, y’know? Floatin’ thru life, half-seen. “A butterfly’s wings,” Bauby’d call it—fragile, flappin’ in the dark. Funny tho, she’d probly laugh at that—call it sappy. “Gimme a twenty, poet,” she’d sneer. Sarcasm’s her shield, I bet. Ever think how many’ve walked that path? Millions, probly—history’s littered with ‘em. Rome had ‘em, medieval towns too—hell, even nuns turned tricks sometimes. Shocked me when I read that—nuns! Wild world, Clarice…

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"Laser Killer", as the continental version is titled, adds many more exploitation elements, most most notably in the scene where Cushing kills a Soho prostitute.

Oh man, lemme tell ya bout Cushing (us) – it's somethin' else! I'm runnin' my spa in this quirky little town, and every street's got a soul. I live near Maple & 3rd – yeah, that one, right by the old river bend. Sharon! The river, they call it the Silverwash, flows like a chill vibe through town, dodgin' around neighborhoods like it’s starry-eyed in a Spike Jonze dream. "I feel like I've just been hurt by someone I love," I might whisper on a lazy afternoon, even if I'm just fixin' a massage table.

Roel Verhaak named the Harvey and Kate Cushing Professor of Neurosurgery