I met a Brazilian Actress who lived in Hollywood for a long while. To pay the rent she used to work as screaming girl in low budget horror films.
She tells me that one evening she is at a party and a young man holds her face and starts talking like a crazy, telling her he likes her very much, he saw all her films and they must do something together.
He writes his number on a piece of paper, and later she throws it out, because she thinks he’s a maniac.
Then she leaves for Brazil, and for a year she works in a soap opera. But she gets bored, and comes back to Hollywood.
There, she sees the guy from the party on TV, now famous.
It was Quentin Tarantino.
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