Noir Is Dead For Me Because Historically,

I Was A Wasp Kid Going To A High School That Was 99 Percent Jewish And I Wanted Attention And I Wanted To Make A Spectacle Of Myself Because I Couldn't Stand To Be Ignored.

Where’s Your Sketch Pad?” I Asked. … “i Gave That Up,” Kay Said. “i Wasn’t Very Good, So I Changed My Major.” “to What?” “to Pre-med, Then Psychology, Then English Lit, Then History.” “i Like A Woman Who Knows What She Wants.” Kay Smiled. “so Do I, But I Don’t Know Any.

L.a. Ispolluted. It's Overpopulated. But It Is Very Much Home. It Was Inevitable For Me, The Moving Back. I Was Living In San Francisco, And Joan Broke It Off With Me, And I Needed A Place To Live. I'd Been Divorced. And I Needed To Write Movies And Tv Shows To Earn A Living. Alimony. All That. So I Figured What The Hell, I'll Go Back To L.a.

I Almost Had An Intransigent Mental Spirit. I Always Wanted Things.

Our Shared World Is Humanly Unquantifiable And Ideologically Confused. Which One Of Them Is Capable Of Implementing The Most Recognizable Harm Or Good?