The Wise Man of the Valley

Nardi scrunched his face and breathed deep before he spoke. His demeanor was tired and old, however he was young with much fight left in him. Eighty hours work week’s were beginning to take a toll. He was one of the army of nameless faces in the business they call entertainment.

” By the time they pay us what we’re worth, we aren’t worth what they pay us. ”

Perfect.

Dennis Mantin

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