My name is Owen Hawk and I like trash. In fact, after coming to New York I made several attempts to become this city trashiest character, thus making me the trashiest person in the world. I did it all. I was a relentless drunk. On occasion I was so trashed making out with girls although I'm gay. I danced butt naked on almost every bar-top in town and I slept with every possible event promoter to get myself in. To give you the whole image, while I was doing it all I was also suffering from a delusion of saving-the-world-though-sexual-revolution. i made it as far as porn pages in Next and HX magazine but despite my most sincere efforts New York Times refused to name me the trashiest person in town. To go out with a bang I set off to become the porn's new "it" boy. The career was like a comet. I shone brightly at Grabby awards and movies with me were in all pornstores. Everyone talked about me. The turning point was I think the night when I started serving tequila shots from my foreskin while dancing on the bar at Splash. I realized; why am i going to lick asses of porn producers and casting directors, if I can lick asses of fat, hairy johns who pay me 300 bucks for a hour of my time and i get killer trash points for doing it. Not mentioning the money. So as a notorious prostitute i visited all the hotels, motels and gave numerous blow-jobs in bathrooms and dark alley trash dumps. To spread the filth revolution I decided with my buddy Matthias von Fistenberg (dont ask me about the name...), to use the blood money to build a porn studio. Then that money fuels the jobs for more pornstars-hookers and they in turn give more blow-jobs, and the johns spend more dirty cash buying our videos, thus closing the circle.
Last but not least while attempting to conquer New York I it my goal to convince everyone I knew love doesn't exist or that in fact no one needs love. Today, two years later I am in love myself and my revolution...lets just say it stayed a bit on the sidelines, although every morning when i pick up new york times I cannot help but to look for a beloved headline.
