How far would you go for fame? We spend our childhood years collecting cutouts of our favorite stars, thinking that "someday, I'm going to be there too." They lived on the walls of our bedrooms for as long as it took us to realize that we shall never be like them.
In Hollywood, there is always a storyof a small-town girl who waited at a diner or that one who crossed the border from Mexico on asmall boat to pursue her dream- the dream.
Our girl is different. She whores her way up to the fame game. Nothing can stop her. At night, she lives in the bedrooms of her favorite stars, and in the day, a figure of James Dean beams through the light and haunts her like a ghost.
Here, your dreams are either shattered or manufactured. There is nothing "holy" about Hollywood. It's a town based on the art of make-belief. And we will always believe.
To the child in us who still collects cutouts.
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