I’m Kayla, and I chase open mics in LA like it’s my weird little sport. I sing, I tell jokes, I read poems when my voice shakes, and yes, I’ve stood in some long lines. I’ve had great sets and flat ones. I’ve paid for stage time and I’ve waited three hours for three minutes. …
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