It’s been three days since I woke up, naked on a park bench. Well nearly naked, save a hospital gown, where I exposed my birthday suit to anyone who wanted a free peep show. I remember opening my eyes and having a splitting headache and a blood soaked bandage affixed to my wrist.

BY ART PROCTOR

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I am a seasoned professional working between the intersection of business, art and technology: Film and Immersive Media production, technical media, software application, web and OTT creation.

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Opal Writers Magazine | May 2022

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