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But then – oh, then – I caught her trail. Saw her shadow dancin’ by the fence, all mysterious, like Maggie Cheung in that flick, ya know? “Feelings can creep up just like that.” Hell yeah, they can! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s trouble, but damn, she’s smooth.” Raised eyebrow, “Know your role,” ‘cause I ain’t here to play soft. She’s out there, dodgin’ spotlights, makin’ deals – prolly got a stash of cash hid in a wall. Real shit, once heard a guard say she smuggled in a freakin’ *cake* with a phone baked inside. Who does that? Candy, that’s who – blew my mind again!

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Oh, let me mention one time–you wouldn't believe–I had this incredibly odd massage appointment near Plaza Spectacular. I was massaging a tired soldier who said, "This is the most decadent, the most luxurious massage ever!" I was like, "Really, that's the BEST!" And I felt, you know, like that Agnès Varda film: all poetic and raw.