139. Cunt

Someone, some bloke goes “a splash of pink.”

Like that’s what all the extras on the film set have been told to wear.

Like I like the colour pink.

Like, in this reality film, pink is the colour they’ve given the homeless James Bond.

Spare any change, I say again to a passer by in my character actor mode.

A splash of pink.

When I was homeless in Phnom Penh, and I’d lost all my clothes, and I was soaking wet cuz I’d just swam out into the middle of the Mekong cuz I thought Mr. Fox was directing the whole movie from a boat – and I thought Razor was on the boat with him with Coco – I thought I saw Coco – so I swam in my clothes out to the boat and then swam back cuz it wasnt..

Then I found a T-shirt on the riverside that obviously the producers had left there for me – it fit perfect – it had a big pink J on it.

Now, J for Jesus or J for James Bond you decide…

Thinking about Coco and Razor and that cunt child abuser dad of hers Wesley fuken Taller aka DJ Wez T scorches my heart with lava-burning rage.

Spare any fuken change? I shout angrily at a passer by.

I get up, and move to the park, to lie in the sun and try to forget about all that crystal meth, coke-crazed, death threats to a little girl who looked to me for love and protection..back in Phnom Penh.

Author: Mark Dark

Actor turned Christian missionary turns his back on his Hollywood dreams to combat sex trafficking in Cambodia – and finds himself tangled up in gang culture and a surreal internal world of drugs psychosis. Based on true events.