Tonight I see a girl dying in the street.
A pretty Asian girl in a black dress. Not too much makeup. Big round eyes wide open. She lies crumpled on Cahuenga Boulevard behind Club Ivar. Fire trucks and police cars all around her. I think she's dead until a police officer asks her a question. She gives a little nod. The rest of her body is motionless.
On the other side of the wall, people get drunk and dance to "Lets Hear It for the Boys". The song is loud and carries into the night, above the sirens and helicopters and covered mouths.
Three friends videotape. They can sell her last breaths.