Short story: When I was about 15, I auditioned for the role of Juliet in the little-seen movie pictured at left (spoiler: I didn’t get the part). But no one mentioned that it was, you know, a modernized adaptation, so little old me wandered into the audition room and started spouting a (very, very bad) British accent.
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