V has a certain reverence for theater, iambic pentameter, and literature of old, that he chooses to exploit and frame his 'performances', or his acts of terrorism. The night when V rescues Evey, the 'damsel in distress', she acknowledges the fantasy of his heroism: "You... you rescued me! Like in a story! I don't believe it." (p. 13) And, truth be
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