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“Aaaaahh! It hurts so fucking much!” I screamed as I writhed on the ground, covered in fake hair.
“Turn around and show your back to the camera,” John Landis barked as he operated the camera himself.
I did as instructed, dropping to all fours and howling while staring up at the ceiling.
“Perfect!” Landis grinned. “We got what we needed. You can get some of the hair removed now, and we’ll shoot the next part.”
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