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"famous monsters of film-land" by DJ Wolfinsohn
the last time anyone saw her she was smoking Pall Mallsin the back of a town carand ashing into a green glass brick.now, rising from the surf like a giant, taller than Capitol Records,wearing the broken Hollywood o like a halo,she is barefoot and crushing all the studios.she is picking up executives and hurling them into the Pacific Ocean.later, their bloated bodies return with the tide,bobbing like pin-striped manatees,later pushed back out to sea by a great gray whale who doesn't give a shit a