Look, I'm sorry you got shot and died. Really. It's very sad. I had never heard of you, but from what I've read, you were talented and you had balls. However, it seems you misplayed your role as mugging victim. If you are out on the streets of almost any city in the world at 3:00 a.m., you must realize that you are in a dangerous environment. The price of your survival is constant vigilance and the awareness that if anyone accosts you and demands your purse, you hand it over and keep your fucking mouth shut. This was not street theater you were involved in. It was real-life drama, which you helped turn into a tragedy. It was not time for improvisation. The script was written in blood on streets of Mesopotamia 8,000 years ago. You should have had it memorized and remembered that you did not have a speaking part. Your last words suggest you did not understand the material. There are monsters roaming the dark streets. That's too bad. It would be nice if it were not so. But it is. I'm sad that you will not get another audition. Your friend still has her purse. But you, my dear, are going to be dead for a very long time.

--Anonymous