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1969
An old yellow mustang pulls along side the curb of a rundown section of Hollywood blvd. The passenger doors open and Aiyana steps out. She quickly shuts the door and walk away from the car as if it wasn't there.
Aiyana lights up a cigarette and takes a drag. Dirty blonde Afro , in a skin tight mini- skirt, she moves gracefully on spike heels across the sidewalk. Her eyes scan passing cars for any indication of the interest in her. At first glance she is just another street hooker.
Aiyana is young, twenty two years old, and too unique and healthy to be on the street. Heavy make- up gives her face an older, harder look, but her bright brown eyes indicate that she's not quite tough, or confident as her street swagger makes her appear. She passes by a vagrant, huddle in a building doorway. Across the street a young redhead prostitue strolls by, rubbing her shoulders against the cold. At the fast food stand several drug dealers are talking and eating. In the distance we hear the sound of police helicopters.
She's nears a bright yellow all night coffee shop. Half a dozen people sit at the white table inside. She spots someone through the plate glass window and tosses her a blunt away, annoyed. She goes inside.
Behind the counter two young Chinese men fry food, listening to 𝐖𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐚𝐝𝐬 on a large ghetto blaster resting on the counter. They wave to Aiyana as she comes in and she waves back.
She crosses over a table where 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐞 sits, wolfing down chicken fried steak and mashed potatoes.
"What are you doing sitting in Here eating?"
"I was hungry." Said Kate in a mouth full.
Pʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴡᴇᴇᴋ I ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ʟᴏɴɢᴇʀ. Iғ ɴᴏᴛ I ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ!
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