DOPE BOY CHRONICLES – EPISODE #1.8 – A WRITER

“Yeah. I won awards. I would have had to have gone to college, but I’d made up my mind that I was never going to put myself in that kind of debt. That’s a ripoff. All that for a job starting at fourteen or fifteen dollars an hour. It would take me nearly seven years to pay that shit off, all while living in poverty. Fuck that…

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DOPE BOY CHRONICLES – EPISODE #1.6 – DEMI

“If you ever want to, come work with us at Big John’s. I’ll teach you everything. I’m old and retired now, I’m just a waitress, but I still know the game.” Demi smiled. “Easiest money in the world for a pretty girl like you. I can set you up with my best clients. No dick sucking or fucking. I only work with gentlemen.”

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DOPE BOY CHRONICLES – EPISODE #1.5 – ANDRE’S DREAM

The door opened. We walked to my room. We entered. “Andre… You have a fridge, a stove…” She stepped to the middle of the suite. “And you have a king-size bed.” She parted the curtains halfway. “You have a nice view… There are some buildings… They’re kinda pretty.”

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DOPE BOY CHRONICLES – EPISODE #1.4 – SWAY IS RESCUED

About an hour later, we were standing in the check-out line. Along with the basics, toothpaste, a toothbrush, and mouthwash, she had a few hair pieces, shaving razors, and some feminine supplies. For clothing, she’d picked out several pairs of panties, some bras, and a couple of pairs of jeans with matching tops.

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GIRL 214

“Tiffany, a young girl with a tremendous singing talent, is lured away from her high school sweetheart into the world of street prostitution by a charismatic pimp.”

Creole Gaudet IMDb

Girl 214 is my first feature movie project. Self-funded, produced and directed.

I wrote the screenplay several years ago, and I’ve been chipping away at it ever since.

It’s a Dallas story, and I’d moved up there for a few years to capture all my establishing shots and most of my B-roll. I’ll more than likely have to go back for a shot here or there but I’m confident that I have enough coverage to complete it here in New Orleans.

While there in Dallas, I walked the streets to get a feel for the city’s vibe and its culture. That helped tremendously and allowed me to revise my script so that I could come to a more accurate representation with my presentation.

There’s nothing better than having your feet on the ground where you can see, taste, smell, hear and see a city. That’s the only way it will reveal itself. You must be where it is.

I knew it would be a long journey, and I’m okay with where I’m at so far; however, I’m in the process of stepping it up a bit. It’s time to get that ball rolling again.

The great thing is that, unlike Dallas, here in New Orleans, there’s already a well-established film community in place, with plenty of resources and talented actors ready for an opportunity. Being a native also gives me an advantage in that I can call on all my friends for favors and help. Believe me, I intend to exploit each and every one of them to exhaustion.

I may not have any friends after this. Ha! Stay tuned.

Creole Gaudet

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OLD FOOL

“She did. She came on to me. After we would close, I would train her for management. She tongue-kissed me one night, and another time she took my dick out and licked on the head. But then my district manager called, and by the time I got off the phone with him, the mood was gone.”

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