The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
August 3, 2005


I understand that Manolo doesn't wait poised, listening for HMV, but when he hears it, as he undoubtedly did yesterday when I cut open my thumb on one of the sharper juicer blades one would be more comfortable with the idea that he could get me to San Francisco General before I turn the orange-lemon-grass shooter into a virgin bloody mary. I call it San Fancisco General, but only because the name of the hospital in Santa Monica seems to change every time I drive by and that's where we shot the hospital scenes for Another 48 Hrs. People sometimes complain that Eddie's injuries were not severe enough for the bus crash that caused them. They need only look at his suit and see just how deep the padding on the shoulders really is. Well, six hours later I got up the up to try the juice with my blood. Iron is an undervalued mineral, Diary.

[signed] Nick

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