When you’re up to your ass in alligators, it’s easy to forget that your objective was to drain the swamp.

When Dewey first moved to the big city, that’s what he thought he was going to do: Make it, make it big, have it all. He was like, ‘I’m definitely one of the great artists.’

Then he realized it’s a fucking clique, and it’s impossible to infiltrate unless you really pay your dues, or look like Ryan with clothes on or assed out. It’s very serious.”


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