i had to steal this from FRANK151.com: 

time space inventions. the intentions of my writings are like the conventions that are fighting to persuade the government to stay globally positive. i am your optimist. i came to robin hood the good backinto the people. build my towered steeple. slit my verbal wrist to wish your life back to humanity. calamity of the clear vision to invade the mic incision. the decision to say yes to bless the west from the north to the southeast was a beast i had to slay. say yes. i was obsessed but no longer do i digress the reppressed in my new scenery. it all turned to greenerey. smokable and tangible i handle my weed as much as you greed to be deposited with success. no stress.

Finally. A West Coast hideout. Ive been through the wringer and inflated back to life. Fortunately, my new homie and photo genius Casino Nelson found this rad spot in DTLA.

It's a small building, we're on the fif floor. With roof access. SCORE! but hush. and a fire escape. rooftop ramp and barbeque? yes...

We have really cool neighbors too: Artsy Alexander McQueen-Hue, Chef-Cindy , and Asian Persuasions Joe and Christine.