Canoga Park - Episode 11

Canoga Park runs thick with porn's most unhinged characters. The kind who chase one another through hallways in latex bodysuits while the camera guy tries to keep the lighting steady. A director once fell asleep between setups and woke up to three performers using him as a table for their lunch plates. Wardrobe racks collapse into silk puddles on the floor. Everyone fucks like the rent's due tomorrow, then argues over who ate the last bagel. The whole place smells like sweat, silicone, and burnt coffee. Eccentric doesn't even cover it.