Chelsea Hotel.

Chelsea Hotel.

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In the beginning I was scared of him, hated him, swore that I would never live the life he led. Well I guess that promise was as weak as my dream to become a "Fairy Ballerina" when I grew up. What am I talking about? I'm talking about always being on the run, the life of the dealers. Funny enough the whole thing gives me a full rush of adrenaline. Why wouldn't it? I mean... I fell in love at the Chelsea Hotel.
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