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and went to throw the paper cup away.
   “You really should meet my manager. He’s a hoot. I know he’d be dying to see a clock that big. Probably get you lots of work.”
   “Thanks, but no thanks. Like I said, I’m not into porn.” I started walking away but she said my name. I stopped and looked at her. She smiled what I’m sure was her best porn movie smile. “I wouldn’t mind seeing one that big myself.”
    I nodded, thinking she was crazy. “I’ll keep that in mind,” I said and then got the hell away from her.
   After that, Rimona was always flirting with me, making it hard to concentrate and remember my lines. When we were asked to pick a partner to do a scene with, she always picked me and then kept whispering to me about my clock, often getting us scolded by the instructor.
   She even began telling other people that she was interested in me, going so far as to tell another girl about my clock and then she too spent a good part of the night flirting with me.
   “Tit clock, tit clock,” Rimona would chant at me. “Time is precious you know, Sky.”
   “Tongues and tits and clocks, oh my!” The second girl joined in. “We should have a threesome!”
“No,” Rimona disagreed. “I want Sky all to myself. At least the first time!”
   Then they both burst into fits of cackling laughter and I had to get out of there.
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   I didn’t go back to that particular acting class again after that, but not entirely because of Rimona and her unwanted sexual advances. Mostly, I didn’t go back because I had to take on another night at the laundrymat. Work had dried up again and I was becoming more and more frightened that I’d made a terrible mistake by staying in LA.
   But as it always happens in my life, just when I’m at my most desperate and about to give up, something comes through for me.
   This time it came in the shape of a television pilot for a sitcom. It was called “Chrome Cowboy,” about a Split-Mue-his lower half was a unicycle-touring the country as a rodeo clown. I was hired on to play Ponderosa Lollipop, a cowgirl clown with a knack for boxing bulls. Though I was still only 16, I was smart enough to have my doubts about “Chrome Cowboy.” Franz, however, considered it a paycheck, another good thing to put on my resume and of course, he was correct.
   We taped 9 episodes of Cowboy and in the meantime the episode I did of the popular drama finally hit the airwaves. Suddenly, I was slightly famous. People recognized me on the bus and at the laundrymat and they always asked the same question: “What are you doing here? You’re a famous actor!”
   Their illusions were further encouraged when “Chrome Cowboy” was finally released. It played on Fox for a total of three weeks before they yanked it. Part of me was relieved. I was fairly certain that I didn’t want to get stuck playing the same character for months, maybe years, on end.
   But the tide was turning in my direction now and once it turns, like it or not, there is no stopping it.

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   The next job I got was a TV movie, playing a character with ESP, but only through touch. It was supposed to be a scary thriller but I’m not so sure it succeeded in that regard. It did, however, keep me working for over two weeks, meaning I had to quit my regular job and focus solely on acting.
   These kinds of little roles and odd jobs lasted for over six years. I was a professional actor, actually making my living at doing what I loved and what I’d set out to do, but I wasn’t making a lot and I still had far to go in order to consider myself a true success.
   It was during these years, when I had a recurring role on “Gimp Country,” the popular nighttime soap, that Franz called me up one day sounding a bit distressed.
   “I got a call just now,” he said. “Someone named Zion said he was your brother and wants to get in touch with you. Do you know anyone by that