She left. The woman from Australia who trafficked me just left and I was left in the apartment on Hollywood Blvd by myself. I got stuck with a phone bill full of calls to Australia; just now in the middle of working on this story, I remembered. I think I was able to call the phone company crying and say my roommate left me with these calls and I never had to pay it but [this story cont'd https://cityofangels25.blogspot.com/2026/02/james-mason-not-predator-or-rapist.html ]
She left me in an empty apartment with her furniture and when the landlord showed up I had to move out. That's when I ended up in the apartment on Leland way, where as soon as I got a phone hooked up, I called the man who I had spent the night with because I had made one of his poems into a song. I called James Mason from that Leland Way Apartment and sang: A crowd of Eagles screamed overhead, and I looked up, I only saw something something flying softly out to the sea. something like that. I had made his poem into a song and I called him up and sang it to him on the phone and he was completely perplexed and had no idea how to respond and I never heard from him after that. I wrote earlier I was so naive, I thought I was having a relationship with him. I did not know until this week really how I ended up with him. In fact Epstein stories in the news are what gave me the word "trafficked" to describe the experience.
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