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I Have A Real Problem With Stillness. With Just Stopping And Being Quiet.

I Simply Cannot Fathom The Horrors Of Being Enslaved, And The Thought That Children Are Ripped Apart From Their Families And Used Year In And Out For Sex And Hard Labor Under The Threat Of Violence And Death Breaks My Heart.

I've Got Huge Tubs Full Of Stuff That I Can Sell On Ebay. If There Are People Out There That Are Interested, I Want Them To Come My Way And Buy My Jackets And Hats And Scripts That Are Signed By Everybody.

There's A Big Part Of Me That Would Love To Be A Secret Agent. But If I Showed Up To Do An Investigation And Interrogate Someone Now, They Wouldn't Be Able To Take Me Seriously. I've Ruined That For Myself.

Layers Are Not Difficult For Me. You Have The Luxury Of Takes, So If You Feel Like, Say, You Did Not Take In The Fact That Your Aunt Is Across The Way In One Take, You Do It Again And Try To Add That Piece.