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I am the exposition lady; in soft focus I undress while listening to Max Richter on vinyl; I eat a pastry in my underwear; I stretch, pull back the curtains; I am carefree; a perfume advert; a vaseline lens to a teenage dream; In this chapbook, Helen Bowie composes a love letter to the poorly-scribbled female characters of Hollywood and beyond, who exist solely to move the plot along. These witty poems navigate the eco-systems that women navigate. They ask us to think: what do the roles we see on stage and screen tell us about the roles expected of women in society?