The Reel of Shadows
The rain in Hollywood doesn't wash anything clean. It just makes the grime slicker. I stood under the awning of the RKO gate, cigarette burning down to the filter, watching the droplets trace paths through the dust on my coat. Thirty-four years old. Mixed blood. Invisible. That's the frame I'd been cut from since I could remember. Jack "Guan" Kwaning. Reel assistant. The guy who makes sure the...
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