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Shots showed the great land of Los Angeles, California. Showing the fans at home how beautiful this great, major U.S.A city was. Many people came around the world to LA, mainly Hollywood. But what people didn't usually look at was the poverty and bad neighborhoods in the Los Angeles area. Shots showed this side, a humble small neighborhood in the dark. Aleks Mason walked through this sketchy neighborhood that most people would not take a stroll in this late at night. Especially the way Mason was dressed. Just like in Vegas, he sported ripped jeans, a cheap black dress shirt, not tucked and unbuttoned near the top, and a black sports coat. His sunglasses now sat on the collar of his shirt, his hair even messier as if he just escaped an asylum that kept him for unknown reasons. Aleks stumbled along as usual, a lazy walk as if he truly had no where to go. He walked along this scary neighborhood, with the lights of the skyscrapers in Downtown LA in the background. "People come from around the world in hopes for one thing. Fame. Remember my name...Fame.. Hollywood is just down the road, where you'll find creeps in costumes looking for an acting gig. No acting here. This place, is like a second home to me. A place I learned to grow very familiar with. Just like everyone else, there was a young man who came to the City of Angels to fulfill a dream. A different dream. The sudden difference between the cigarette smoke of Sin and the overbearing smog of Angels. This young man made his dramatic entrance into Los Angeles, maybe a little too late in the night. Past bed time. He had no place to stay, no real plan on how to survive the night. He pulled into a unsuspecting neighborhood to rest his head. Boy was it a night, He woke up fearful of the mistake he had just made, leaving what he knew for a new life, in this new land. What do you want here kid, fame or fortune? No. Is it money and women? Not that either. All this young man wanted was an opportunity. Bigger were fought just to get this opportunity. A opportunity often denied because size. Day by day training was held in the shitty warehouses across LA. There's no way that anyone can withstand such torture in the unforgiving heat of summer. But the Angels aided, getting the young man through, helping learn all he needed. Those Angels were not found in spiritual form but in human form. The graduating class. Friends. Mentors. Guidance was given. Here. In the dog eat dog world, the no questions asked, the let's just chill, city of Los Angeles. But despite what he learned in the years spent here, the young man needed to find somewhere to further follow his dream. But where? Where would he go next, not to his old abandoned home. He needed to find somewhere to stay. A friend he met along the way brought the perfect idea to mine. A swell idea. One place perfect for him to go, and it called for True Talent." Aleks would continue to walk, past the camera as it would zoom into the background of Downtown LA. More closing shots showed Hollywood, Downtown LA, and other spectacles people came to California for. The final shot showed planes leaving from the airport of LAX.