Got involved in some channeling, some Daoism, some Buddhism some freestyle urban class disparity philosophizing, having little or no control over money in L.A. puts you at ground level real quick. It is inevitable that your fragile 20 something persona is going to drag pavement and when it does the attatchment makes a very distinctive and memorable sound, especially when your destiny is tied with sinew at the wrist to an anorexic bulemic genius with a trust fund. Wouldn't trade those moments for a million dollars, well maybe a million...
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