They all gathered around me. This “bail bondsman” was ASKED TO HELP ME GET HOLLYWOOD. Present was at least one Crisara (two I think), a short Mexican Donovan…and some other people. I looked very upset. This man did not want to talk to me at all. How can someone a complete stranger who won’t speak with me HELP ME? How will he know what I want to do, want to know, report what’s going wrong? I knew something was VERY WRONG about this meeting. The people gathered DID NOT WANT TO LOOK ME IN THE EYE. You know, I didn’t turn 10 years old until 1982? By then MANY HAD CANCELLED ME with the INTENT OF LEAVING ME OUT OF EVERYTHING.
History is important.
TRAFFICKING ME TO THE “HOLLYWOOD COURTHOUSE” in 2020-2025… is NOT “helping [me] get Hollywood”. And I’ve been there long before now too. In fact, I may have visited as a FIVE YEAR OLD.