Inside
my world

I sat for years behind the red door, waiting for someone who truly needed what I could offer. When the LA underground community found me—artists, dreamers, and outcasts craving a space to thrive—I knew they were ready. That night, as their collective energy lit the first candle, I opened the portal to The Below, the hidden soul of the city where creativity flows unbound. They offered their fears to escape, and I watched as their art blossomed, carrying the echoes of the city’s forgotten voices. Now, I stand as their guide, my paw always beckoning, opening portals to new realms where their dreams can grow together.