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None despise fame more heartily.....
***"I love Los Angeles. I love Hollywood. They're beautiful. Everybody's plastic, but I love plastic. I want to be plastic."Celebrity, sell it for me, /Sell it to me, /Sell-out,/ Cut-up, /shut- up,/ shut out,/ cut out, /make a scene./ be someone's dream,/ Create a fad,/then make it die,//*dead stars fall from bruised skies*//Jesus Christ is like James Dean and God is what’s in and now. (and never last season) Prey to your famous Lords: Reality diminishing heavenly magicians in expensive French powder and blow ‘em up scenes.(When it is a question of money, everybody is of the same religion.) I love L.A. I love Hollywood I love plastic...***
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