An Immigrant from New York

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Edited hightlights:

No, friend. I am from an island off the coast of the U.S. called Manhattan.

I came, like so many before me, for opportunity. The opportunity to be represented by either the United Talent Agency or CAA in my quest to negotiate a deal with NBC for a pilot I have written called, tentatively, "My Nana Was a Stripper."Will I succeed? Who is to say?

I know only that I will work hard and live simply, in the Four Seasons on Doheny, for as long as it takes to get a meeting or until I get in at Shutters.

According to my kick boxing teacher, one should not eat within four hours of going to sleep. So early dinner, as practiced in LA, is the healthiest choice.

Slowly, painfully, I have taught myself your language, your customs, your culture and casual manner of dress — so different from where I am from. Simple things, such as: "Let us meet for dinner at 6:30." In my country we would laugh at you, as this is a very early time to eat.