Life in the City of Angels: My Name is Authanyas and this Hopper Bopper

“Don’t offer me money for Hopper Bopper, we realize everybody is in debt, please no sympathy we are okay.”

 

Life in the City of Angels: Now Playing L.A. Film Festival

L.A. Film Festival

We are the little people, faceless and sad, we accumulate at a bus stop near Sunset and Sad, as you can see we wait for a bus that will never drew near. We are surrounded by the artificial glitter of the Stars, which provides the illusion of certain happiness which seem more real than where we are. We see the failed sitcom stars and the whole fragile scene as the dumpsters are filled with broken dreams. 

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