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ROBIN ROBINSON is that teenager who steals apple pies and cries on the bathroom floor as her mother’s fists bang on the door. The only way Robin can get people’s heads to turn is by making them hate her, always going for more bad decisions, more excitement, but more is never enough. She constantly feels stuck between being a liability and a mediocre tragedy. It’s 1971 and she is suffocating in suburbia’s normalcy, but no one sees because the people here are daisy eaters, the types that talk about nothing and pretend to be perfect as daisies, but it’s all just lies in their teeth.
Then there’s the new guy across the street, mature ATTICUS CAUL, with salt-and-pepper hair and a flower garden. Caul is captivated by Robin’s dauntlessness and how no rules, amorous taboo, or even death can quench her need to see beyond the streets of suburbia. And so this idiot is stupid enough to fall in love, wanting to help Robin, however, the nosey housewives rarely give them time to talk. So when Robin discretely confronts him about running away to New York City, he agrees in an instant. Caul reveals himself to be a millionaire investor, introducing Robin to a world of money, drugs, glamor, and danger.
Robin hopes the city is enough for her, but finds she’s suffocating again under painted masks and obsessive love, causing her to forget her origins and even her own name as she’s transformed into Caul’s flawless fantasy, Venus. She is forced to decide whether to run away to pave her own future, at the cost of driving Caul to heart-broken suicide. However, if she stays with Caul, she risks losing not only her identity, but her life, among the glimmering city lights.