I had a Dorito day up in Yonkers playing with kids, dead fish, and drunkards. It was... interesting to say the least but the images came back pretty nice for only having 1 300 watt bulb and constant rain showers.
I was a farm boy, born a bred in Idaho. I left to become an artist, and at 18 thought I'd get my own place in NYC. Now, I don't feel at home anywhere and I don't know what art is.
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