i can't remember how old i was when i saw my first copy of 'fangoria.' needless to say, i was stunned into silence, but couldn't look away. curious and precocious, i endured all the blood and clear slickness. i can say this for a fact: my first look at Penthouse gave me far fewer nightmares. still, my tomboy spirit digs the daring of 'fangoria,' and i cannot overlook the impact it had on my mind at the time. thank you, cousin... if it hadn't been for you, i don't know if i would ever have seen it.
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