Notes from a non-existent semi-autobiographical movie script:

Former humanoid of the deep and proud owner and ringmaster of a tongue-eating louse circus. I loathe social media prompts and antics, and couldn’t care less about sports. Just look at my portfolio and hire me already—I’m clean and reliable, still have all of my teeth, and have worked with some cool cats. Or just reach out if you wanna grab coffee and talk movies for hours.

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Self-aggrandizing and mandatory portrait. Brooklyn. April, 2024.