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Hollywood...
I kick the empty Jack in the Box carton off the uneven sidewalk. Nobody walks the streets in this town. Passing the transient motel with its 50's motif and chipping paint i smell the stench of broken dreams on Sunset Blvd. Hollywood is unapologetic with its lure of bright lights, desparate with its fake promise of fame. Neon Lights flash "headshots", "photo re-touch" and "pawn shop" next to the predictable promise from the City of Angels - "Spiritual Healing". A location truck swipes the corner giving me once again the belief that the Hollywood dream does thrive - for some. Yet the bright California dreaming sunshine also casts dark shaddows.
Ghosts of disillusionment soak my soul as I walk these streets. A heavy mix of wannabees struck down by the hit and run years desparate to catch the fleeting number plate of fame.
Last edited by Anna Nicole
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