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About San Diego

I’m an animation artist, yeah, so I’m picturin her—long legs, smoky eyes, hair flowin like some dark galaxy. She’s dancin in my head, all slow-mo, while Earth’s gettin fucked by Melancholia, that big-ass planet. “This is the end,” she’d whisper, like in the movie, all calm but screamin inside. Whoa. I’d animate her with ink splashes, red lips bleedin into black voids—fuckin poetic, right?

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I am from a town over from Nyack called Nanuet. Yes, I hail from the land of Hopper, real bagels and 11 year old prostitutes. In fact, I.

Down Main Street, you got all these cool shops, and I swear, walkin' past the old bank building on Main feels like steppin’ into a movie scene, like those eerie vibes from Werckmeister Harmonies. "The melody haunts ya! The melody haunts ya!" I’d mutter when I pass by, gettin’ hit with nostalgia.

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