THE STALKING OF REBECCA SCHAEFFER (EPISODE 7)
31 years ago today, July 18, 1989, Rebecca Schaeffer was murdered on her doorstep by a deranged fan…
31 years ago today, July 18, 1989, Rebecca Schaeffer was murdered on her doorstep by a deranged fan…
Florence Lawrence, Hollywood’s “First Movie Star” was buried in an unmarked grave at Hollywood Forever Cemetery for 53 years… Read about Lawrence’s life and early death in the fanzine DEAD IN HOLLYWOOD: FLORENCE LAWRENCE - THE FIRST MOVIE STAR (Issue #22). CLICK HERE!
𝙾𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟻, 𝟸𝟶𝟷𝟻, 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚝 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎, 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝙵𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙵𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚜." 𝙸 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚜'𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎. 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙻𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜-𝚘𝚕𝚍, 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 "𝚁𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙹𝚎𝚍𝚒" 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝟹 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝙴𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝙱𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚗, 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚜 - 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚜. 𝙰𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙. "𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢'𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐," 𝙸 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚁𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝙸 𝚍𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚛, 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 (𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜) 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚘𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚜 (𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎-𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚎𝚜) 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕 𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎 (𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍). 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙻𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚕. 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝙿𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙻𝚎𝚒𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚠 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚎 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕-𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚍𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚐, 𝙶𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚐. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚎𝚎𝚝, 𝙸 𝚝𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚊𝚢. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚏 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎. 𝙰 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝙵𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚗. 𝙼𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎; 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.
𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢𝚠𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚏 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝟸𝟻, 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝟷𝟹-𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚉𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚢. 𝙰 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔, 𝙸 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚉𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝙼𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖'𝚜 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎, 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚢 𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜! 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍 (𝙸𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎 𝟷𝟼) 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚣𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚖 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢, 𝙳𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟼.
𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚒𝚌 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙸𝚌𝚎 𝙲𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚖𝚊 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝟷𝟸𝟶 𝚏𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚖𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝟷𝟿𝟸𝟼 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝟷𝟿𝟹𝟻, 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚊𝚢. 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚒𝚣 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝟾𝟻 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝟸𝟿. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚖𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚌𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜𝚎 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍'𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚛-𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚌𝚢. 𝙳𝚒𝚍 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎, 𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗 𝚞𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝? 𝙾𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢? 𝚆𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚝 𝚃𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚖𝚞𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍? 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚞𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚜 𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐... 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙻𝚈𝚆𝙾𝙾𝙳: 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙻𝙼𝙰 𝚃𝙾𝙳𝙳 - 𝙸𝙲𝙴 𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼 𝙱𝙻𝙾𝙽𝙳𝙴 (𝙸𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎 𝟷𝟼). 𝙾𝚄𝚃 𝙽𝙾𝚆!
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39 years ago today actress Natalie Wood died, drowning off the coast of California in Two Harbors on Catalina Island. Two years ago I retraced Wood’s lost weekend on the island. You can read all about it in the fanzine DEAD IN HOLLYWOOD: NATALIE WOOD (Issue #8). CLICK HERE for your copy of the zine!
Two years ago, on Natalie Wood’s deathiversary, I did a Natalie Wood slideshow at the Pool Gallery. We projected the slides on the bottom of the pool. It was freezing, but so worth it! You can read more about the slideshow in the upcoming issue of DEAD IN HOLLYWOOD: HERE LIES NATALIE WOOD (Issue #18). A companion piece of sorts to DEAD IN HOLLYWOOD: NATALIE WOOD (Issue #8).
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𝚁𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚁 𝙿𝙷𝙾𝙴𝙽𝙸𝚇 𝙸𝚂... 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙷𝙾𝙻𝙻𝚈𝚆𝙾𝙾𝙳: 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝙾𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟹𝟷, 𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚂𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚙 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚋, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚒𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚁𝚘𝚘𝚖. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝙹𝚘𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚗 𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡, 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝟿𝟷𝟷. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙿𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚡 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝙲𝚎𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚜-𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚒 𝙷𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚒𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙷𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝙷𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚒𝚗.