Sarra Supreem: Queen of the Streets

Voice: No one knew why Sarra Supreem was such a snob. Maybe it was her name. Or maybe she picked it up from her critics. (A sidewalk. Supreem blows her nose. When she stuffs the crumpled, used tissue into her bag she is seen by a passing motorist.) Girl motorist: Grose! (Later in the fast food restaurant, Supreem registers a complaint to the staff.) Supreem: Why is there no toilet paper on these trays? What are we supposed to use for bibs? I want to speak to the manager! Voice: Maybe it was the wealthy client who paid her to humiliate him. (Supreem's messy bedroom.) Client: Mistress, you've been using my mouth for an ashtray all evening. Can I have a drink of water now? Supreem: No! Voice: Or maybe it was the heroin. (Supreem's bedroom. A smoking companion watches as she plucks a crumb from the carpet, puts it in a pipe and smokes it.) Supreem: Can I have a cigarette? Companion: I only have the one I'm smoking. Do you want the rest? Supreem: (Exhaling) My lungs are not garbage cans! Voice: In a brilliant performance by Polly Plum, she's Sarra Supreem: Queen of the Streets.
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