Prefarce 3
Too much history accumulated in too short a time, and all of it damaging.
Traces of footprints lead me back down every path I'd walked; That unmistakable, unavoidable scent; On every corner, a thousand ghosts that won't be forgotten, each one a death I'd endured.
I should have left L.A. a long time ago.
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A Year Of Living Stupidly
ComédieWhat do you do when you're twenty-nine and you forgot to light the world on fire? On the verge of superstardom, a Hollywood singer loses everything and struggles to find meaning in life on the other side of the velvet rope. He's always been a rock...
