I am still in Dallas Texas fucked up with people trying to kill me because I was able to retrieve my stolen truck and avoid extortionist. Yet when you involve the legal system that makes you a snitch to the hood and unwelcome. The story becomes corrupted to where you are the Bad Guy, when all you want is a normal life and prosperity. Shoot on sight has been pinned on me, so access to studio and art materials but when I get around these killers and find a way out Dallas I'll produce more art. The one good thing out of my present distress is the fact that I have a story to share. Wonder how much a newspaper will buy it for? At least before I'm buried in some man made grave!