One learns that the black boa constrictor around Sunde’s neck does not threaten the coils of sin wrapping around you and slowly squeezing the life out of you if you become involved with her, but the coils of marriage, family, mortgage and respectable stifling bourgeois life that all these fallen women secretly aspire to! That is the dangers their temptations lure you into! Not sin but the complete absence of it. Not depravity and smut, but respectability and responsibleness! Beware the wicked woman! She is just as respectable as the rest of them underneath that florid and lurid make up, the fans and feather boas, the black stockings and suspender belts! One goes to them to escape reality, but they just want to suck you back into it!