I like the story of the Key West girl, Maria Elena, whose body was kept together with candle wax by her doctor Carl Tanzler who was in love with her. Sick, and there’s even a word for it.
Spent a weekend in Key West when I was 18 and had a super good looking wild haired, witchey, 10/10 hot crazy matrix latin woman in a convertible try to pick me up. Despite my raging hormones I didn’t have a good feeling about it and passed on the opportunity despite the two buddies I was with telling my I was crazy not to have gone.
Looking back, had I obliged it may have been the last time they ever saw me.