It’s Hollywood, baby, Hollywood. It’s where you learn how to walk, and how to not walk; how to stand still and be cool. How to smoke. How to light up and how to hold a cigarette so people understand that you cool. It’s where you learn about love and war and making a buck and every other cool damn thing.
Hollywood, it ain’t a real place. It’s everywhere…everywhere. It’s in Shanghai and Mumbai and Lodi. Any place got a theater, any place got a screen, there’s Hollywood. Bay Ridge, Beirut, it’s all the same, it’s all Hollywood.
It’s your dreams, is what it is. Your dreams up in lights. Don’t matter if it’s daylight or dead night, the light in your dreams is always perfect and you the star. Don’t even matter if the light’s not on you, stars ain’t always on center stage. Sometimes they off to one side, watching, being cool.
I’m talking about Hollywood here. Hollywood, baby. We all living in Hollywood.
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