Getting hold of the drugs had been no problem, but the car and the tape recorder where not easy things to round up at 6:30 on a Friday afternoon in Hollywood. I already had one car, but it was far too small and slow for desert work. We went to a Polynesian bar, where my attorney made seventeen calls before locating a convertible with adequate horsepower and proper coloring.
-HST-
1.11.2010
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Heh I recognize Brittany! I shot her a few years ago before she dyed her hair dark.
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