The following is a work of fiction.

Not Nick Nolte's Diary, Malibu, California
September 25, 2004

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It started in the hallway, as so many things do, Diary. As I walked toward the breezeway, my eyes fell upon the camera case for my trusty Nikon. I pulled it out with an instant, fully-formed inspiration. Sammy has nested himself pretty well in the guest suite. Sometimes he answers the door, sometimes he doesn't. Either way, the typing never really stops. I cancelled Kendo class and decided to try to get some candids Sam in his the middle of his "composition," as he calls it. I crawled out onto the bluff of sage just above the canyon to get a good angle on the large windows of the guest office. I nearly twisted my ankle but I think I got a couple of keepers. I suppose the life of a paparazzi is just this thrilling. Sarcastic emphasis original.