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FUCKERS. FUCKING FUCKERS.
Apparently, it's alright for you to not only not tell me when I've received what you term a "design ultimatum" over my refusing to replace the image of the lead actress with a generic blonde girl, prone, in a bikini. Moreover, it seems that it's alright for you to make these changes using a different artist on top of my design, without telling me. Because I would have been "upset". Well, I'm not upset. I am not upset at all. I am UNSPEAKABLY FUCKING INCENSED that you have done the ONE THING I specifically requested that you not do to me on this production. I am assuming that some of what the producer told me was attempting to shift blame on to the director, who I thought was a friend. If this is not the case, I have not the words to describe quite how cross I will be.
Just...fuck. Not only have I been royally shafted AGAIN, and the poster that I hoped would possibly raise a bit of interest in my work is now mutilated beyond recognition, but I now can't go to Edinburgh for the run, because my accommodation is in a house with these people. So I am homeless, arranged leave from my job for three weeks, and have been TOTALLY FUCKING BETRAYED FROM EVERY ANGLE.
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