{"product_id":"2940152972856","title":"Thirty-three","description":"\u003cp\u003e“Welcome to Hellywood! Some like it hot!”\u003cbr\u003ewisecracks graffiti on a freeway’s wall;\u003cbr\u003e“Abandon hope you dopes who drive by Christ!”\u003cbr\u003ebawls a billboard outside a bricked-up church;\u003cbr\u003e“No body? You’re nobody!” muscles in\u003cbr\u003ea sweating gym on Sodom and Inferno;\u003cbr\u003e“Hey, you’re a winner if you’re getting thinner,”\u003cbr\u003eshills hype outside a liposuction doc.\u003cbr\u003eThat’s Hollywood! A smog of lies and greed\u003cbr\u003ebetween the desert’s and the ocean’s sands,\u003cbr\u003ewhere the sun shines three hundred days a year,\u003cbr\u003eand heaven-sent beauty hell-bent on fame\u003cbr\u003etrades soul and body for a speaking-role...\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e* * *\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003ethirty-three is an R-rated “screenplay in verse” for a movie that will never be made; that is, unless you watch it in your mind’s eye.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIn its thirty-three moments of love, it tells of a passionate and disturbed affair between a film director and a famous actress in Hollywood, where love is just the price you pay to get some fame, and “MGM” rhymes with “phlegm”.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAlternately bitterly cynical and intensely lyrical, thirty-three tells a story never to be told, the real identities of whose protagonists must forever remain secret.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003ethirty-three is Jaxy’s scandalous expose of the secret world at the heart of Hollywood.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e* * *\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhen darkness pours the ocean of the moon\u003cbr\u003eover the dunes of deserts without water,\u003cbr\u003ethe crushed seashells of the sand hear the sea,\u003cbr\u003eand the dead dream of the night without morning.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhen sorrow drums the conga of the moon\u003cbr\u003eabove the bitter tides of sugar-cane,\u003cbr\u003ethe coffins of the slave-ships sail the fields,\u003cbr\u003eand the dead drag their chains of rusted tears.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhen shadows spin the dollar of the moon\u003cbr\u003eover the Capitols where wars are made,\u003cbr\u003emen squeal as their soft throats are slit like pigs,\u003cbr\u003eand pork is dressed as glory, greed as good.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eWhen midnight hangs the clock-face of the moon\u003cbr\u003eabove the crowded centuries of death,\u003cbr\u003egraves rise like islands from the infinite,\u003cbr\u003eand, as you walk the wind, I cry your name.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnna, Anna, Anna...\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"Jaxy Mono","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47081414525168,"sku":"2940152972856","price":3.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940152972856_p0.jpg?v=1764027287","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940152972856","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}