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I didn't do anything though!
I didn't do anything!

You fucking smacked the bottle.

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I did not! I didn't do it -
I swear to God it wasn't me

- That's because I didn't do it!
- C'mon, yeah keep going

Be fair.

Officer, I swear to you,
I didn't...

I argued with him, but I did not hit him.

I can't really say that I
have a title at this point,

I'm working on it but Dash Snow.

So what keeps you alive?

Four big bottles of water a day,

two packs of Marlboro reds and...

What keeps me alive, shit...

♪ New York, I love you, but
you're bringing me down ♪

I'm in love with this city.

I have a permanent bond, you know,

it's in my blood.

I love to love it.

I hate hating it.

♪ New York I love you, but
you're bringing me down ♪

It's the worst place to be

if you're not happy
there, so it's a thin line

between love and hate.

♪ Like a rat in a cage ♪

♪ Pulling minimum wage ♪

♪ New York I love you, but
you're bringing me down ♪

I'll tell you what I don't believe in,

can I do that?

All right, I don't believe in laws

or the system by any means whatsoever.

I try not to obey them at any time.

♪ Our records all show
you are filthy, but fine ♪

That's what I believe in not believing in.

♪ And oh, take me off your mailing list ♪

♪ For kids who think it still exists ♪

I was taking pictures and
making work for a long time

before I'd show anyone.

I'd only show my friends,

I mean I have no shame, I'm not ashamed

of anything, I don't care
about what people see,

but for me, this is not for anyone,

this is for us, it's like
a really pure moment.

♪ Maybe you're right, maybe I'm wrong ♪

♪ And I ♪

No no yeah that really happened.

Your wife

Oh, wow...

Dash, nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you, what's your name?

Chrissy

- Nice to meet you
- And that's George

Take it easy!

(guitar music)

That was my first solo show,

it was an honest portrayal
of what was going on,

you know?

I'm a pretty dark person,
I thought about ending it

a million times.

(instrumental music)

Something that I've learned

is art doesn't just happen,

it doesn't just appear out of the ether.

Individuals have to make it happen.

He was the most charismatic artist I'd met

since Jean-Michel Basquiat,

who also embodied so much of
his aesthetic in his person.

So he had this kind of situationist idea

of psychogeography and he
would just wander the city

looking for sites to take polaroids

To tag whatever.

We're talking about the 2000s,
it was sort of pre-internet.

So artists would gather together

and just talk to one another

rather than communicate over
social media or whatever.

One of the last moments
where New York city

itself was the sort of
studio and the crucible

for these ideas and
artworks, not the world.

And it was conceived of as a
completely collaborative work

fueled by a certain kind of bravado,

a certain kind of art-making, by drugs.

♪ I got my blade, I got my
lady gonna touch my hand ♪

♪ give a little kiss ♪

- By sex.
- ♪ Like this ♪

It felt as if that energy
that had been the domain

of musicians was being
encapsulated in the art world

- at that moment.
- ♪ Lord have mercy ♪

♪ Lord have mercy ♪

(upbeat music)

Dash was such an influential
figure in this scene.

He really was at the center.

This is like typical night
out Dan's doing a bump,

Dash is wearing chain mail for no reason.

He was so many different things

to so many different
people that it's really

hard to understand him
as a complete person

'cause you only got one part of it

whereas somebody else might
have gotten another part.

That's why I think it's
interesting to try to do this film

to like piece it all together
and try to explain honestly

your best version of
who you believe he is.

(upbeat music)

(knocking)

(laughing)

You know what I mean?

They loved to take the
heads off of my barbies

and throw those out the window,

the doorman would come to our apartment

and be like, is this yours?

(sploosh)

You know what I mean,
just like...

Can I take a picture with the (indistinct)

You got to get in the light though.

Is this thing on?

I see a red light.

When you're 12 and
you're out in the middle

of the night and you're
in a place where nobody

else is supposed to be
and you got free reign

and you see this incredible
thing that's huge

in the dark in the tunnel,
it was amazing.

You know when you got
to a museum or a gallery

and you're like, you can't
stop looking at a painting,

it was that, turned up.

Just because of the environment.

- It's a fucking addiction you know,

it's just in your blood and that's it.

You do it all the time

and you know, you become a fanatic

and he's a fucking beast.

This is when I first met Dash.

The way I met him was funny.

I used to go to this place
called the freedom tunnels,

the Amtrak tunnels.

Because it was near my
house where I grew up.

I went in there one day.

I got chased out

by some guys with pipes,

Share 37 and Mars 69.

- Yo, he actually came up to me,

told me and Mars, yo, what's up?

They didn't rob me with
the pipes, obviously,

they bought me a forty
and we hung out, you know?

Sace, myself.

I'd been doing it for
about a year and half

and they kind of schooled me a little bit,

gave me some letters, whatever,

and at first, I was doing
what they were giving me

and I was like, fuck this, I
wanna do what I want to do.

So I added an R, as a desperate attempt

to try to make it at
least a little bit more

interesting because it was
just like the stupidest name.

Sace.

I just did that one the other night.

I like it because
there's no rooftops on C,

so that one kind of
sticks out, you know?

I'd like to say I climbed,

but I know someone who
lives in the building.

My dad used to live down here

because I grew up in Midtown,

but I remember coming down here

I guess like mid, late 80s

it was pretty... out of hand.

♪ You hard motherfucker,
you ain't seen it yet. ♪

Manhattan, New York City
was not like it is now,

where like Downtown is
fucking Beverly Hills,

like it wasn't a crazy
barrier that you had to be

a bazillionaire to live anywhere.

You know?

It was more of just, a neighborhood

you know what I mean,

And we were kids, you skate, you write,

you hang out, you want to be a bad kid,

you want to be cool and we
just thought we were ill.

I always had a psychotic,
like unhealthy amount

of freedom as a young person.

What's the other name?

That's my partner in crime, Glace.

G-L-A-C-L, Glace, no meaning
whatsoever, I just like

messing around with the letters.

When did you first meet Dash?

I was walking through
Central Park, bump into like

25 other people who I had problems with.

I told them that I'd
fight any two of them,

they're like, okay, who
do you want to fight?

I said I would fight this
kid Louie and then Dash.

(drums beating)

They wouldn't let me fight Dash,

Louie slammed my head into a brick wall.

(police siren squawking)

Coming through folks,
thank you, coming through.

The police came, we shook hands
and we ended up hanging out,

throwing watermelons at cars,

smoking weed, causing trouble

and from that day forward,
we were just pals.

(child speaking Spanish)

Thinking back on my own
history and then a son now,

I don't know, it's kind
of a daunting thing.

I had no boundaries, no rules, no nothing.

I was living in this
house where there was like

these big drug dealers,
like in the Projects,

in the south Bronx

for three weeks and my one
memory of this was like

doing coke with these
30-something year old men

and I'm like 14 and I really
looked up to these guys,

like old school graffiti guys, you know,

and like four or five
little Puerto-Rican kids

and black kids running all
around while we're doing coke

and I think one of them had
like his mistress kind of

situation in the house with
the kids and the mother

of the kids came and freaked out
and was like

"Who's this fucking white boy

in our house, you're giving him cocaine,

he's a teenager, we're gonna get arrested,"

and he had to make me leave,

he said "I'm so sorry",

so I stayed in some
other projects, you know.

- Do you like it so far?

- Yeah but I don't understand it.

My brother is a graffiti artist,

but he does the drawing stuff, you know,

with the fingers, yeah like that.

Tagging, yeah okay, you could say that,

and it looks interesting though.

But I'm just curious.

They told everybody in the neighborhood

that I was half Irish
and half Puerto-Rican

to maybe make it okay,

like I don't know how I
could get away with that.

Yeah, I'll open the building,

Hey there.

How's it going guys?

What's going on?

Yeah, hell no, man.

Thank you.

You have to master the
art of sneaking out,

which I did till I was like 11 or 12.

What did you do when you
went out when you were 11?

Steal beer, I don't know, just go write.

I think even at 13,
everyone thought they were

so fucking cool, but Dash is like,

"yo, I painted a train with this guy

who painted trains in the 80s."

And you're like, what the fuck
are you talking about?

But then at the same time,
we're like, that's dope.

This guy is doing all this shit

while we're all just like
cashing silver marker

tags by the pizza shop.

We would just be out all night.

When it was time to go home,

the birds were actually
chirping in the morning.

And he would just cut school,

and my mother started questioning things,

she's like, "yo, man, does this kid
go to school or something?"

(dramatic music)

He told me that he was basically,

essentially kidnapped in
the middle of the night.

He didn't know where he was going

for a long time, they
only revealed it to him

when he arrived there.

What pops into my mind is bounty hunters,

but not exactly, but sort of the same.

The process is, escorts were hired,

who were big thugs, that would come

and pick kids up at their homes

at 4 a.m. and bring
them unbeknownst to them

sometimes with chains between their legs

or handcuffs, so probably,
two people brought Dash

unexpectedly to Georgia.

And that was something that
didn't just happen to him,

I guess that was a fad.

I met Dash at Hidden Lake
Academy, just a fucked up place.

I would see some kids arrive
in these little zipties,

fighting and you know,
it would be like a show,

we'd all kind of watch
the new kids arriving

and you'd be like,
welcome to hell you know?

The ways they got here
were traumatic to them.

Then what would happen,
they would be strip searched

and it was common and
kids did sneak in drugs

and knives and other stuff.

They would sort of like
strip you of your identity

kind of like if you had long hair,

they cut it, whether
it was a band T-shirt,

or a pair of sneakers
that you skate-boarded in,

they didn't allow you to have
any sort of individual expression.

We were like caged animals.

There was one guy and he was in there

for raping his mother
and I remember one night

over 50 kids went into his room

while he was sleeping and beat
the living shit out of him.

There was a lot of kids
that would cut themselves

and try to run away.

He told me that the girls
would cut themselves

and drink each other's blood.

He told me they had him do arbitrary work,

like dig fucking ditches
and fill them back up again.

Like clearing bushes, digging trenches,

moving railroad ties,
in these massive blocks,

kind of on the side of the roads,

like warcamp style, building the facility

for the next group of kids,

carrying pitchforks, we were
like a little chain gang.

(announcer)
You've got to be able to take it.

Your body's got to be able to take it.

At that point I just wanted
to destroy everything.

If There was wall in front of me,

I wanted to smash it,

and if there was a person in front of me,

I wanted to smash it, I was so angry

at everything.

I didn't want to be anything,

I just wanted to escape, you know,

Counts of Monte Cristo.

I had a completely different
mindset, just like,

being abused and
locked up and every night

before you go to bed they
make you take all your clothes

off, pick your balls up, bend
over, spread your ass cheeks,

open your mouth and the
walls of the room you stay

are all painted bright
yellow or shades of dark

or weird greenish gray, like hospitals,

jails and psychiatric institutions.

It's all like, the tones
of the colors of the walls

try to control you in another way.

This whole fucking
bullshit therapeutic trip.

Most of the kids there were
there mandatory by court,

you know, but my mother paid
for me to go to this place.

Paid.

So eventually my father
came because I refused

to have my mother come
in. I love my father,

but I stole his wallet,
it was my only means

of escaping and I escaped, ran away,

and took the train back
to New York, and I lived

in the Projects in the South Bronx.

I can't think of anything
that he really did wrong,

but the whole thing of
separating all of us

and sending us in different directions

wasn't new, she had always done that,

even when we were kids, we weren't really

allowed to play together.

We had to be in separate rooms.

Insane.

But you know, my grandmother
is like 75 years old

or something like this and
she's super fucking cool.

(dramatic music)

You have to understand

before Dashiell Alexander
Whitney Snow was alive,

his family, Christophe
alone was very dynamic

in New York and knew Andy Warhol,

dated John Lee Hooker,
and would have parties,

she lived in a firehouse.
I heard.

And Mick Jagger would come to her parties

and get wasted.

She married Robert Thurman,
who was actually much younger

than her, my grandmother
was like 35 and he was 19.

He was very involved
with the counter culture

and very close to Timothy Leary

and did a lot of experimentation
with that kind of stuff.

Ultimately, he decided to become a monk

and he was the first
westerner to be ordained

a Buddhist monk.

(unsettling music)

- We didn't really spend
that much time with him,

like my mom told us that he was dead.

And you live with your grandma?

And my wife.

And your wife.

And you got married like two years ago?

Like a year and a half ago
or something like that.

Is she from here?

Uh-uh, she's from an
island in the Pacific.

No, I'll tell you.

The waitress at the restaurant
was a graffiti writer.

I was completely in love with her,

she's a pirate like me and I love her,

I will always love her, you know?

He was very sweet always, very nice.

He knew about everything and everybody.

We were at this party and Dash was like

I got something to tell you
guys, you don't know about me,

and he broke down the
fact that he had descended

from the Schlumberger oil fortune,

which you know, I went home

and looked it up, and figured out,

oh man, this is not only the oil fortune,

it's DIA it's like it's everything.

My great grandmother Dominique

moved to Texas during WWII
fleeing from the Nazis,

because John de Menil, her husband

was part of the French resistance,

so were some of her
brothers and they had been

sabotaging the Nazi trains.

So they moved to Houston and
that's when they started

the Menil Collection.

You have this family that
has so much privilege

and yet there wasn't a whole
lot of emotional support.

They say blood is thicker than water,

but sometimes it's not.

So I had to find my own family
which eventually happened.

(instrumental music)

You know when I met Dash, he was homeless

and I met him and Kunle
because they were constantly

at Astor place.

He was sleeping on the
subways, and him and Dash

were street kids.

I knew him right when he ran away,

the year that I ran away, it is amazing
how we found each other,

I needed to get away from my family,

he needed to get away from his family.

Big up my homie

And we have all this energy
and we need to be sort

of be around like-minded people.

Being gay in the suburbs
was always really tough

and I felt really misunderstood and I just

felt like I needed to find
people that were like me

and that were interested
in the same things

that I was interested in.

Being from New Jersey where there's only

one or two kids in each town that skated,

you would link up and go to New York

and you would kind of
all skate from the banks

to the sea port, to midtown,
skate all over the city.

Once you start coming to New York,

it sort of becomes an addiction.

A lot of these kids in
New Jersey would be like,

I can't believe you go to
New York and skate all day

and you get chased and you go to raves.

And I would look at them and I would say

I can't believe that you don't.

It was right there,

it's so easy.

And you felt part of the bigger thing

than you did wherever
it was you came from.

I think I'm getting addicted to this shit.

Visually they were the most exciting kids,

and I wanted to make a
film about that generation

which I knew nothing about.

I met Ryan, after Kids
I think, and I met Dash

through Ryan.

I remember crossing the street with Dash

and talking to him, laughing with him

and I felt like I was a teenager.

I'll never forget it.

I actually wrote a screenplay
and the premise was

Dash's crew.

Where should I write IRAK?

I couldn't get it produced
because no one understood it,

you know?

Silly graffiti writer, just do this.

Ready?

Track mark, Renegade,
what else did we have?

Crispy White Kids.

We started a crew for a few days,

Crispy White Kids, but
it was one white guy,

a Dominican and a negro.

I wasn't down.

I can't be down.

The crew lasted for one day, man.

It was your crew.

So?

I was trying to put you
on, on your own little,

you don't remember that?

When I tried to do that for you?

Yeah, IRAK

That's our crew, a few years, a few years.

'99 was when that really kicked off.

It's Kunle's crew, like he started it.

I started stealing shit

and then I met some other graffiti writers

that were into stealing
shit and were good at it,

but not as good as me.

Kunle was a booster, he
made his money shoplifting,

stealing North Faces, like Enfamil powders

and selling them to
Bodega guys and etc, etc.

And it's the closest thing
to a job that anybody had.

You'd be walking down the street

with Farsnot and
he didn't like the way

he was dressed.

He would go into a store and
come out with all different

clothes, he would just
leave his clothes there

and take the clothes he wanted.

I'm just good.

Like seriously, everything, cereal,

frying pans,

scuba suits, steak.

Him doing things that were next to magic,

like pulling a chair out of his pant leg,

like a collapsible chair.

They definitely weren't
normal graffiti writers

that wore graffiti writing clothes

like they would go out
bombing in a $20,000 mink coat,

you know what I'm saying?

They didn't give a fuck about that stuff.

We were a multicultural crew.

Kunle being gay.

You eat a lot of steak huh?

I eat a lot of meat if
you know what I mean?

There was zero maturity,
you know, that's the person

that we make fun of and
they're like, faggot, faggot.

And it's like okay, really,
do you want to fight

or something because
you got to stop calling

me a faggot, and they're like,

what are you, gay?

And it's like, yeah, and?

And they're like, (laughing).

And then we would fight and I'm just like,

okay, so.

Graffiti is this basically uptight,

homophobic, and just uptight,
tough guys, you know?

And Larsnot showed up
as like a big pro-gay,

sex-positive graffiti
writer and it just really

rejuvenated the whole thing.

It made it, it was like
fresh ink in the mop.

That crew was definitely
like what New York City

was supposed to be,

the ultimate melting pot of
new ideas and experiments.

That was like right when I met him,

I think I ran into him one time

at a party and he was with the whole crew,

and they were acting so crazy,

wearing all this stolen tech gear,

writing tags in the hallways.

They were all like...

(yelling)

After we met, every day
and night we painted,

and we'd go to bars after
you paint or before,

and started just getting
introduced to this crazy

life that Dash lived.

(solemn music)

We're on 7th Street, between 1st and A,

yes, this is Ryan's building.

Yeah.

(upbeat music)

And it was like the kitchen was a mess,

Iced tea all over the
place, like cups and stuff

in the sink, it was pretty flop housey,

like a community art studio.

It was like the most fucked
up episode of Friends,

or Seinfeld that you've ever seen

where like people were
just like in and out,

in and out, all night long.

(upbeat music)

Originally, it was me, and Teddy.

I knew Ryan from high school.

I moved into the city at the end of '97

and then Ryan and I moved
together in December

of '98 and that's when all these guys

started washing up on our doorstep.

That was the beginning of it all.

7th Street was our clubhouse.

And then it became me, and Teddy and Dan.

When I think of 7th street,

I really think of like a bunch of people

piled on a bed.

And then Dash moved in for a little bit.

So it was me and Teddy and Dan and Dash.

You'd be on the bed with six people

or you'd take a break
and you'd be on the bed

with one person,

all on a very kind of intimate level.

So I would go over to 7th street

and there'd just be like coke on the table

and everybody is ripping and roaring

and nobody wants to
photograph a bunch of guys

smoking weed, you know, that's boring.

So let's give Dan Colen some
dust and see what happens,

this big floppy motherfucker.

I was really out of that
crew, the only person

with a studio practice.

I would come back at
the middle of the night,

they would all be making
stuff all the time,

their practice, their work happened

amongst people.

At the time Dash was married to the artist

Agathe Snow,

they were the first people
to let me into their

love affair, it was so cool
to have these two people

that were so comfortable
in front of the camera

and I got to photograph their relationship

for years.

You know, the 7th street crib,

that's what that was,
people used to be scared

to come after hours, you
guys do a lot of drugs there.

But we were also doing a lot of creating,

that was the launch pad of Ryan's career.

Dan Colen's career, Dash Snow's career.

He brought me to the basement of La Poem,

which was his wife's mother's restaurant

and he pulled out from the shadows

this box of Polaroids

and he just showed me
thousands of Polaroids.

Dash only shot Polaroids.

Yo, Craig, what do you think,

this shit is ending,

it's always easy for it to turn diagonal

and it's totally not straight,

should I just restart?

Yeah.

You need help man?

Want me to hold it and then you could--

I guess, I don't know what the fuck.

And then I have some
cool Polaroids of Dash's,

I think they're all in this portfolio.

Oh this is an unpleasant one,

but this is Kent and probably
Agathe passed out-ish.

Nice composition of bodies.

(paper rustling)

Just Kunle tagging a police
barricade in a wheelchair.

Some of his best photos involve Kunle,

I feel like you could say he was a muse.

Like I said, Kunle.

This is a nice... brotherly love photo.

(laughing)

You know, a lot of the Polaroids,

even though they look
like accidental moments

are really staged moments

and people wanted to be manipulated

by him because he was so
magnetic and they wanted

to spend the evening with
him, you know what I mean?

So he had this sway, it's
like a natural ability

to direct humans.

There's one absolutely remarkable image,

it's somebody snorting coke

off of Earsnot's erect male member.

Everybody was in it together.

Nobody felt exploited
or anything like that,

it was like I can't even
match what this guy is doing,

so what's the big deal if I get naked?

This guy is doing coke
off of this guy's dick

and I'm worried about getting naked.

We were like, all right,
photograph my dick.

So there was a real
freedom within all of that.

(paper rustling)
This is a nice one.

This is my friend Ry, he
has some panties on his face

and he's going through the purse of a lady

whose T-shirt says "Jesus loves you."

She's sleeping and her
purse is being explored.

I mean it's partially
just being very young

and just reckless and you
feel like you could live

forever and this and that
but I think also with him

it just seemed like he'd really push it.

It's those moments when
you have all the players

and all the characters, and all
the attitude, and all the drugs,

and here's the streets,
and here's your stage

and the door opens up
and it's like somebody

is gonna die tonight.

He's lighting Christmas trees on fire,

and then a car catching fire,

he's a little pyromaniac.

I remember him throwing
cans into a fire once

and then exploding.

This is what happens when
flames meet aerosol cans.

Yeah, okay.

Not really. Like,
imagine being burned.

You know, he didn't have
any sort of fear of heights,

I have a picture of us
where he's got one foot

on the outside of the building,

the whole rest of his body

is suspended out, I'm
just holding his hand

five stories up or something like that.

Dash was a very agile and
peculiar, special climber,

he could move in a way that
you can't really compare him

to anyone else.
Really graceful.

He had smaller feet than I did,

so he would run out on ledges

without a care in the world

and I was super-afraid
of him dying or something

or falling, like it made
it more worth it for him

if he could almost die doing it.

It felt like you almost
just were like fuck it,

like every night, you went
out, you almost felt like

you could die.

I mean there's definitely
an air of daredevil-ism,

I guess trying to do the
most outrageous thing,

like paint the busiest place.

Yeah, some guy did that.

I've seen pictures, it's crazy.

No, it's cool.

I've got a picture of it in my house.

I mean everyone hated
Giuliani at that time.

CPR corrupt, prejudiced racists!

No person in the city,
especially if you are of color

should have to worry when
their children go out

so that they may not be able to come back.

No justice, no peace!

No justice, no peace!

What do you think of Rudy Giuliani?

I mean...

Stupid.

Everyone is going getting
arrested for graffiti,

possession.

I'm on 6th Avenue and Prince Street,

and whatever, and they
pull me for no reason,

and I had a marker in my pocket,

so it's possession of graffiti instrument

with intent to do it.

So you'd do a night at central booking,

and I have to say, to be honest,

I'm not racist at all, but I'm white

and it helps.

I swear, with every aspect of things.

When they started shutting
down the parks at dusk,

where people kind of
gather at these places,

that kind of became like
the enemy in a weird way

of the quality of life
moment in New York City.

So, him and Kunle, and
the rest of the IRAK kids,

slammed New York City
and especially like Dash.

(upbeat music)

He hit the fucking Brooklyn Bridge.

That's forget about it, right there.

Legalize graffiti.

Dude, it won't happen though,
this never would happen.

That would be like the
worst thing ever, oh my God.

Because then I'd have to
start doing some move--

Then we'd have to go to art school.

Yeah, right?

Yo, Ben, KS.

Yeah, I don't know.

This guy always wanted to paint
the fucking Brooklyn Bridge

because that's an insane
thing that only one person

had ever done before and it's a landmark,

and it's dangerous, disrespectful,

it's the fucking Brooklyn Bridge.

(upbeat music)

The cars are underneath
you so there's bars

that go across to the ledge,

and you just run across the
bar and then he jumped up

there and painted, "Fuck Giuliani",

and he probably had to
look up how to spell

Giuliani's name.

Dash just went up there,
took off all his clothes,

facing the water, he's like yeah.

Whatever, it would have
been so nice to jump off

into the water if you
wouldn't die, you know?

We went to party after that, we went to

Cherry Tavern or something
and stayed up all night.

We were telling people to look at it,

joggers and they're just
like, leave me alone.

What are you talking
about, because we thought

it was so cool.

(upbeat music)

Shit, I don't know how I would feel now

as a 37-year-old man
if there's some fucking

asshole defacing the bridge

and I had no insider knowledge,

but at the time, it was pretty glorious,

it was a really fucking
fantastic, amazing,

legendary thing to do.

(laughing)

Glorious.

Plus also, because you
know, Giuliani is such a--

Yeah, such a fucking dick.

(police sirens blaring)

(people chattering)

- I've never seen anything like this,

you'd see movies, but they
said they were movies,

but this, did you know there
were people jumping off?

That's what I heard.

And the guy said he saw six of them jump,

one after the other.

(screaming)

What are you gonna do?

Michael!

- Go east!
- I'm not going in this building,

Go east, go right

Go to the river

Everything is falling down

They all went this way.

My generation, the formative experience,

the shock that changed our world view

was the Kennedy
assassination and for people

Dash's age who were in
New York City

during 9/11, that was cataclysmic.

(sirens blaring)

Downtown was basically a war zone,

and from Houston street downward,

it was just blocked off, it was toxic,

and this cloud remained for weeks and...

every sensitive person was affected.

A lot of people saw the twin towers,

not just saw on TV, but
saw it and maybe even

found themselves running from it

if you lived in lower Manhattan.

And of course that had
a very profound impact

on the art of Dash and his friends,

the love of detritus, of garbage,

of ruins, those things
would exist apart from 9/11.

But given that fact, they have
another connotation as well,

something thrilling about
man as an apocalypse

would come across in their work.

After the towers had fallen,

we all went down on our BMX bikes

and we wanted to see what was going on

and just see what we could do.

Everything sort of felt
like this photograph to me.

Actually I was in jail overnight,

but I remember being in bookings

and the towers having gone done,

and the CO is coming and being like,

"Oh the country's at war.

You're all in here indefinitely."

I remember coming out
and it felt different,

it felt like you had
descended into the catacombs.

I have no idea if that
moment in time marked

something for our personal psychologies

or you know,

us as a group, but we always
lived in sort of a space

that felt disastrous.

Like we were living at
the end of the world.

(solemn music)

The paper, I think both of us were shocked

by how paper survived.

We were totally abandoned
there for a while,

but what happened was the
eye of the world came there.

And New York starts changing after that,

there's American flags everywhere

and then it becomes America.

20 blocks below 14th street,
nobody wanted to be into,

three years after 9/11 and
it becomes the one place

that everyone wants to be at.

♪ Through the perilous fight ♪

♪ O'er the ramparts we watched
were so gallantly streaming ♪

(tender guitar music)

(train tracks rumbling)

The world is coming to an end one day

and we all got to stay
strong because this is God

sending a message to the world,

now we got to stick together
and help one another,

ain't that funny?

My name's Steve, yo.

(upbeat music)

Around 9/11 when we were all together

and in that bubble, when the outside world

was just crumbling, all we
could do is party anyways,

and create this amazing family
and I felt it was so much

like the Great Depression
but it was kind of a moral

depression, my security was these people.

(upbeat music)

Like 365 people came that day,

it's a lot of people and at the same time,

I'm just like, every
single one of these people

has a reason to keep moving.

I mean that's the thing,
what keeps you moving,

you know, what moves you?

Things that last, like
what lasts of everything?

It's that community, there's
nothing more powerful

than community.

(upbeat music)

(guitar music and singing)

Where are you guys walking?

I'm walking to A-life.

I'm walking to West Broadway.

I was taking pictures for a long time

before I show anybody, you know,

like taking a lot of Polaroids

I have boxes and boxes in my house.

'Cause at the time it was
like illegal life, you know

like stealing drugs for
money, all this shit, you know

like not making any sort of a
legitimate funds or anything

not living very good either.

And a lot of people were saying

you should show these pictures.

You could sell them, blah, blah, blah.

But for me it really felt like

an impure gesture to
submit this to the world.

Like this is not for anyone.

This is for us.

And it's too pure of a moment.

It's hard to proclaim yourself, you know,

something when you don't
necessarily understand who you are.

Graffiti only touches upon art in a way.

And it's sort of a dirty intersection

but there was an Avenue C
apartment at some point in time.

And that place was like the inside

of his mind turned out.

And you may have even been
there at some point in time.

It was a little apartment.

It had, I remember these
like little arched entryways.

(guitar music and singing)

The things that were on
his wall were predictive

of what his work would actually become.

I mean, you've seen Dan's recreation.

That's where I started
being like, you know

all this shit is like art, right?

I mean, things would assemble, you know

like literally sculptures
would come together

and I was like, well

I just don't know what
else to fucking call

like a birdhouse that
you dragged to your house

that you collected crab claws and put them

arranged them around the
birdhouse as swastikas.

It's just like, that's a sculpture.

I was going to call that
the heartbreak hotel

and then I was going to
call it the sugar shack.

And then I settled for
a pretty crazy name,

but it's called "I can't
even imagine the moment

"the white men land and
they fall into nothingness."

It's interesting, I think, like I said,

in collecting all of this
ephemera and items, you know,

that it helped him to define himself

more so, you know, or create
a persona that he felt more

comfortable with or more at home with then

you know, SACL, you know,
graffiti writing Dash.

It was like 50 bucks,
I was like 40

He's like deal.

He's like, he's like,
"You're making a movie?"

"Is that a prop?"

I was like hell yeah.

Did you walk down 6th Avenue with that

like on your shoulder?

He gave me a garbage bag
and I did walk down 6th ave.

Dash's first show was at Rivington Arms

And they gave him the
space and he filled it up.

He put the disgusting couch in it.

These are all Dash Snow's things?

Yes.

This leather, just like the grossest,

like middle America, dad couch,

or like something that
was easily cleanable

with like a rag of some sort.

And there was this guy named
Papa Smurf, who was always

around the Lower Fast Side.

You should get a job
making people nervous.

Hey Cheryl, this is Papa Smurf.

- My man.
- Papa Smurf.

Hi, how are you?

Cheryl.

And he invited Papa Smurf
to the opening to sit

on the couch.

I think the gallerists were like appalled.

Does he live around here?

(Papa Smurf singing)

But that was like, all my
photos since I was 16 years old,

narrowed it down to that.

♪ It may be too late
for me to say goodbye ♪

♪ And it may be too late to
watch this sick, old city die ♪

♪ Going on the road ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm going to try to say ♪

♪ Sick City so
long, goodbye and die ♪

(people chattering)

I always thought that these zines

were actually the most
complete expression of his work

in a way, that it was
most suited to book format

which is strange because a lot of his time

was spent pulling things
out of books effectively

or out of magazines and out of the papers.

He would always make a copy

and he'd find me and bring it to me.

My mind has finally
accepted that it's right.

Volume one.

And I can't remember what
sequence these came in.

I think the imperative of art is, well

John Baldessari would say
it's not to be boring

but it is to change our view of the world.

And you're not going to do
that without troubling people.

I think for those like
Dan and Nate and Ryan

who had formal training,

I think that the punk aspect

of what Dash brought to
the table in that he,

he didn't have any of that background.

And he didn't know what he was doing and

or maintained that he
didn't know what he doing.

And he maintained that he
didn't give a fuck either.

So that was a good sort of
chemistry for those other guys

who literally just come
out of school essentially,

and were steeped in all this sort of art

historical knowledge and
practice and all the rest of it.

And there was Dash saying,

"Fuck it, you don't have to do that."

"You can be an artist
and roam the streets."

That was what I think we don't have now.

There was a very sort of
feral way of roving in packs,

and discovering things
and discovering the city

and finding new ways to cause trouble.

Are you nervous?

Not nervous, but we are
going to get a lot of people.

Art is generally collected by people

who have followed the rules,

and they have relatively
conventional lives.

But a number of them really
wish that they could be

like Jean-Michel Basquiat or Dash

that they could let it all go,

that they could drink
themselves into a stupor.

They could get high.

So collectors do like the idea

of collecting the work of
misbehaving, bad boy artists.

I just got here.

- Really?
- An hour ago

You've had a long journey, huh.

Me and Dash traveled
like the world together.

Strangely there's weird pressures put on

by the art world to be
crazy, to live outrageously,

to do a lot of drugs.

In somebody like Dash's case,

you would show up in fucking Tokyo

and there'd be cocaine waiting for you.

And you'd go, "Well hey,

"I thought this was like
really hard to get here

"and like super illegal."

And they'd be like, "I know."

They would be so into it.

You know, like we're going to get crazy.

And also these galleries would fly out

your whole entourage just
to make it more exciting.

What up, dude?

What's going on?

I'm just running into Nate right now.

But that's who you ended
up hanging out with.

You'd never really,

you didn't go to these art
dinners and spread out.

You still just stayed
in your little circle

and talk about this art dinner and,

"Hey, who has drugs?"

And that kind of a thing.

You know, that shit's
fun for a night or two,

but eventually you just feel
like you're being put on stage

and playing a part.

The bad boy thing is a disruptive thing,

blaming them for that behavior

and that attitude is a little bit unfair.

If the fact that they
happened to be all white

and predominantly male is something

that wasn't their responsibility,

but it was probably the people like me

and curators who supported them.

I think we take responsibility for them.

You know, I remember
that New Yorker magazine

or New York magazine where
they were trying to follow

around Ryan, Dash and Dan.

And Dash hated that shit.

And he was avoiding it like the plague,

but of course in avoiding these things

they get to write whatever they want.

So, he was kind of screwed either way,

and they wrote whatever they wanted.

And Dash hated the article.

He didn't live for the
limelight, that's for sure.

Was it fun to be on the
cover of New York magazine

with Ryan and Dan in bed?

Maybe in a way, it's a cool cover.

And the story was horrible.

It created a distorted story

of this scion of a wealthy family

who was slumming in the art scene.

Suddenly he's propelled
to the front of the pack

in the art world.

You know, suddenly
getting all the accolades,

show at the Whitney, the auction results.

His collaborators are
suddenly right there with him.

(people chattering)

You know, his mother is someone,

his grandmother is someone.

So what?

You know, I think Manet was,

his mother was the goddaughter
of the King of Sweden.

Do you not like Manet?

(laughing)

He was a rich kid, too.

All these people who didn't know him

have invented some false image

of sort of some pretentious trust fund kid

who was playing being an artist.

It's something about Dash rebelling

against his rich art world family

by becoming a rich
artist, sort of backfired.

To be in the press was to
also be kind of connected

to his lineage.

And I think it was painful.

This was kind of the beginning

of the crew being brought
into the forefront.

Now this photo is in,
what is it the Whitney?

Permanent collection, right?

Yeah.

And I'd say, who would've knew?

Yeah, we are just a
bunch of fucking animals.

And I feel like they've gotten
obsessed because you know

these guys blew to meteoric proportions

in a short amount of time.

All of a sudden, no
one's writing about Dash.

They're writing about some phenomenon

that Dash represents to them.

And it's like, he's like
lost in all the writing.

I think he thought that
that was a great quote.

That was a review of his work, right?

Yeah, yeah.

But I think he saw the humor in it.

I was there the day
that Dash made the film

of all the male hustlers
jerking off onto the lightbox

They gave the hustlers plenty
of drugs, plenty of magazines

and DVDs to watch to
get ready to jerk off.

Dash came to me at some
point through the day,

he goes, "I don't know what's
wrong with these guys."

"They're not professionals."

"None of them can work under pressure."

"Cause none of the guys could get hard,

because they had done too many drugs.

But Dash was really upset.

Like a director like, "I'm
working with amateurs."

I remember him saying.

It was great.

♪ Your city's a sucker ♪

♪ Your city's a sucker ♪

♪ Your city's a sucker ♪

One dollar, one dollar

(people chattering)

Fifty dollars

(voice of George W. Bush)
Our military at home and around the world

is on high alert status.

We will do whatever is
necessary to protect America.

We will show the world that
we will pass this test.

Cod bless.

I think we've just had
gone into Afghanistan.

The first thing that comes
back when the country

has been demolished is probably the drugs.

And I thought, okay, I
bet in like a year or two

it will be heroin because
that country produces it.

And about a year or two later,
everyone's doing heroin.

I was always an uptown guy

like C train all the way,

cocaine to the motherfucking brain.

But these guys were taking the D downtown

and I wasn't a dopey guy.

The Lower Last Side was, you know

Avenue A was fine.

B eh, C eh, D don't go there.

Like we used to go buy drugs on D.

We used to buy drugs on C at the bodega.

I used to buy cocaine in a
pet store on Clinton street.

I used to buy weed at a
juice bar on St. Mark's.

Laundromat, the laundromat
on ave. C sold dope.

Everyone hung out here

'cause there was, we just
went to the bars around here

you know, and everyone did coke

and everyone's just like hanging out

and drinking and doing coke.

And it was just like so normal and fun.

Imagine 15 dudes in a studio apartment

just doing coke in August.

The party was real, you
know, like it didn't stop.

It was every night.

Every night, I mean, as far as I remember

it was every fucking night.

I mean, yeah.

IRAK's drug of choice was "more"

that was when the heroin started coming in

and then it became like, you know,

it got glorified in our crew.

Became like how coke was.

They were like hanging out
with like the heroin bags

and the bundles in their
mouths and all that shit.

And I was just like, this is terrible.

Like this is going nowhere good.

All the heroin didn't
come until they started

getting a little buzz to their name.

I remember ID doing a
story on the IRAK crew

and Kenneth shooting it
for Mass Appeal, you know

and all these guys.

And Kunle being one of the 50

most beautiful people in Paper magazine,

like people get gassed.

But I also feel like
for someone like Dash,

who didn't want the fucking attention,

he wanted to be like underground always.

(Dash speaking)
This shit is crazy.

That innocent, free
spirit that Ryan captured

in his photos was gone.

And it went dark.

We'd be hanging out at his place on Bowery

when it was his studio,

and he would like roll
his sleeves up and go out.

Even though it was totally
obvious what was happening.

He didn't mind talking about doing drugs.

I'm already out of my mother's will.

I got nothing. I got no reputation
to keep up. You know what I mean?

But at the same time, I wasn't
really trying to show that.

And then I was like, look

if I'm going to show everyone else

I got to show myself too,
you know what I mean?

I'm not, I'm no shiny guy.

You know what I mean?

I'm not, it's rough.

And it's like, a lot of
people will see it and

or have seen shit and be like,

look at me fully differently
afterwards, but not, you know

that's what it is.

You know, I'm not trying to
be someone I'm not, you know

and that's what happened
and that's how it goes.

And...

you know, I'm not scared.

Well, I found a lot of
kids taken away from it.

I turned into a parent, I
turned it into a grandpa.

I turned it into something, you know

disapproving the behavior
because I saw, you know

so many people dying and stuff.

And I was, and I was saying,
"Hey, wait a minute."

You know, "This is
about self destruction."

You know, "This is not heroic."

I have to say, I have
no regrets in general,

but definitely been rough times.

You know, I'm not happy.

I wasn't happy for a long
time being where I was

and just if I like, I wanted
to make a point to say

that I'm not trying to glorify anything.

(Larry Clark) So I worshiped
you know, self-destructive behavior

and made a lot of great work out of it

and so did Dash.

Like Larry's books, I have a few of them,

the ones I want are too much money.

And like, they only made a few or whatever

but I've seen all of them and they're rad

and I'm sure he's not stoked

on some of those pictures
of himself, but he'd,

I'm sure at some point
he had the thought like,

you know what I mean, bite
the bullet or whatever,

like just do it, you know?

And like embarrassment is whatever.

I'm not embarrassed about
anything I've done, you know?

Even when they were the most fucked up

they could be, they were
documenting it some way, you know.

(Larry Clark)
That's what I did.

No matter how fucked up I was,

no matter what I did in my life,

I always made work out of it.

And I guess that's what I was saying

about kids worshiping this
self-destructive lifestyle.

I was the same way when I was a kid.

I mean, my heroes were junkies.

You know, my heros were, you
know, were heroin addicts.

You know, they say that
nobody wants to grow up

to be a junkie.

Well, I did.

And if you have everything,

if you have everything that you want

and you can't get clean

then it'll kill you, you
know, or you'll kill yourself.

It says, "Dear Dave, I can't tell

"whether I love more you or this record."

Where did he send that?

He send it to you or brought it to you?

Yeah, it came with a pack of heroin.

And then when I told him
he was like, "Don't do it."

He's like, "Don't do it."

"Don't do it."

"I didn't mean to."

"I keep that in all my favorite records."

That's sort of the stash spot,

cause he would keep his stash
in his favorite records.

You hate LA?

(upbeat music)

My dad, he started out as a musician

and a really good one,

but he got into this
drunk driving accident

and he crashed into a train

and lost most of his
fingers on his right hand.

So, he couldn't play guitar anymore.

And that's when he
started really spiraling

into his addiction.

And he was in and out of
that during our whole lives.

He was this enigmatic
addict, artist, musician

and I think that definitely
had a big influence on Dash.

He was his dad.

And you always look up to your dad.

Oh, and it had electricity and everything.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Being free to Dash was everything.

And with addiction he did not feel free.

He felt prisoner in those moments.

You know when Dash was
good, he was so free

he made other people feel free.

He saw the beauty in everybody

and they felt beautiful
when they were around him.

We met in 2006.

(Dash speaking)
Oh, this is a good story.

We should have this.

Is it recording?

Yes it is.

Okay.

So, I'll tell you the story.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'll say the story.

So what's the official story?

The official story is,

so there's three sides
to every story right?

The truth, the man's version
and the woman's version.

Well, I'll consider the man's version

the truth at this point.

I don't know how I got there.

I don't know what, it was some party.

And she was out with,

she was going out with
another man at the time.

Not quite as manly as myself.

She was wearing this really
foxy black tight dress.

And I was just like, like,

you know, in The Godfather

he's walking with his bodyguards

and he sees this woman, this great woman.

And he goes, and the bodyguards, they say,

"you just got hit with a thunderbolt."

It's sort of like this,

I was really like before I did it with her

I jerked off so many times thinking of her

that kind of thing, you know?

So, I'd see her and I was just like,

and she wasn't into me.

She wasn't having it.

And I went up to her.

(Jade) That's not true.

You weren't having it.

'Cause I went up to her and I said,

I'm not normally so blunt,

but I looked at her and I said

I'm not leaving this party
without kissing your mouth.

I'm not leaving here without a kiss.

And she wouldn't do it.

Well, the guy I was
dating was 10 feet away.

But I didn't care, you know.

I was trying to have some respect.

But you wanted to.

I did.

So, that was kind of that.

And then I had to go

and I didn't see him
again for a long time.

And then our friend
was doing a party scene

for a film she was working on.

And when I walked into the room

he was sitting right there
and I remembered him and I,

I never stopped thinking about him.

He was so charismatic and good looking

and I sat right next
to him and I said, hey.

And he was so happy.

He was like, "Oh my God, it's you."

And that was it.

We just never left each
other's side from that day.

I'm so in love.

I'm so in love with this woman.

But I mean, I've never had this before

and I've been with a lot
of birds and whatever,

but it's like really special.

I can hear everything.

It's everything.

(echoing)
Time, time, time, time, time.

When I met him, his first big solo show

and the show was nine months away.

It was actually called The End

of Living and the Beginning of Survival.

And he was very nervous about it.

250 something pieces.

And it was like maybe eight months,

but I really sort of lost it

and like sort of locked
myself away a lot, you know,

like in my house and just drink by myself

and listen to music really loud.

The gallery decided without telling us

that they were going to
promote the opening night

with the flyers that he did for a show,

with suicide hotline on the back.

His scary ass mug, yeah.

Oh, look at that.

And we played the opening.

It was like very widely promoted.

Like I remember like
driving from the airport

and there was like posters
of his face on the streets

and all this shit.

I'm sure it freaked him out.

When we first arrived that night,

there was like a dinner for him.

I remember walking into
the room and it was

like an art dinner thing
with a long table of people.

And I remember him looking
like extremely uncomfortable

and like sort of maybe
like embarrassed in a way

or something you know.

Like, I'm sure these gallery
people were great to him.

And he got along with them fine,

but it was just something
that made him uncomfortable

about it all.

He always wanted to like hide,

and I could relate to that.

But I was doing some
dope and stay up for days

and just really like
working, working, working,

working, you know.

He had a very particular vision

of how he wanted it all to go down.

And opening night was packed.

A lot of people came through, Tal R,

Jonathan Meese, Christopher Wool

actually skipped his
own opening that night

to come to the dinner with Dash.

(guitar music and singing)

And I was pregnant

and he had just come back
from Berlin to Paris.

I mean, it was really as if we
had not a care in the world.

He was doing all right.

How would you define success?

For whoever has success,
the person themselves

just being content with
what they've done over years

or over whatever span of time,
just like people are excited

about what you've done, can relate to it.

Or I don't know, you
touch someone, somehow.

Whether it's one or a million
or whatever, you know.

Dash and Dan and all the central people

came down to Miami
during the art fair week.

But I heard that the night of the opening

they had created one
of their infamous nests

in their motel room, which
involves taking every telephone

book that they could find from
every room and public place

and ripping the pages to
shreds and creating their own

version of a hamster nest and
just spend the whole night

acting like human hamsters.

And I said to Dash, and
to Dan, "Could we do this

"as a gallery show?"

Dash of course was all up for it.

Then Dan and Dash would
arrange for their whole circle

of friends to come and
get drunk, get high,

whatever they were going to do

the whole night and cover every surface.

There's some people who
think we should just leave

this open permanently.

You know, like the Walter
de Maria Earth Room

on Wooster Street.

We should keep this as
the New York Dirt Room.

Let me do it.

That was semi all good, right?

Man, it's hard to launch.

I wanted to be very careful,

with safety 'cause the
whole thing was a firetrap.

I made Dash promise no smoking.

Then the other thing
is there's spray cans,

'cause it's really flammable.

Just be super careful.

Please trust me on this.

Unbeknownst to Jeffrey,

three, four in the morning Dash's friend,

Jason Dill was there.

He was skateboarding and
Dash grabbed a spray can

and a lighter and made like a beam of fire

for Dill to jump over.

And I got some nice photos of that.

(people chattering)

Later when I edited the book,

I included that photo in
there because it was awesome.

And I remember when I presented
Jeffrey with the nest book,

when it was finally completed.

Him like flipping through it

and him stopping at the fire ball photo

and like pausing being like,

"If I acknowledge this I'm
going to have to fire Kathy,

"'cause she could have like
ignited a giant pile of paper

"in the gallery, left unattended

"in the middle of the night."

He debated it.

And then I saw him
finally just turn the page.

Just pretend he hadn't seen it.

Keep going like normal.

(rock music)

I hadn't thought about it at the time.

I was pregnant and he was creating a nest.

He gave me this and this
is one of the proudest

creations of his life,
is this little picture

of his arm and little
Secret, it's his daughter.

He became very interested

in documenting his private life,

rather than his outside
life, his social life.

He was with Jade and you know,

Secret was born and all of a sudden it's,

you know, representative of a life

that he's been going away
from forever and ever.

And then I think it must be
made even more complicated

by the fact that there's such
a deep love between, you know

father and their child.

I think that he was happy for a while

and he loved being a dad,

and had gone to rehab and
was doing really well.

He tried to quit so many
times with methadone,

doing suboxone, you know cold turkey,

you know, he would try.

But I think as soon as
his brain would clear

out a little bit, he would be tortured,

because the real problem
would be uncovered maybe.

And he couldn't deal with it.

Like he never talked about his mom.

He'd talk about his dad.

It's tricky getting old.

But I feel like strangely Dash felt like

he was losing control over who he was.

There was a lot of times
when I've felt like,

wow this seems really dark right now.

Like the people around Dash
are really not the best.

And then he had new artsy friends,

that were also heroin friends.

There were certainly enablers.

Like here's a hotel and here's some drugs.

It's really cool to them,

'cause they just discovered
it and they're selling it.

And they're like trying to
make sure that this carries on.

Are you still like pretty friendly

with a lot of the people you grew up with?

It was hard to tell what the reason was,

why we weren't hanging out as much.

But it was just as much me as anything.

'Cause I wasn't tolerating the heroin.

Luckily Jade was around.

I remember Dan said, "Oh God,
he called me from rehab."

And he had snuck into some room.

And he was underneath a desk with a phone,

'cause you weren't
supposed to call anyone.

And he'd said to Dan,
"They're making me talk

"about my whole life story."

I was living in the studio
and this old, old dude

who's like a life-long heroin dealer

is calling me all day and
I'm like, don't call me.

Dash isn't here.

He doesn't want to talk to you.

He's like, "I just wanted to know."

"He wants to talk to me, believe me."

And, "He wants to talk to me."

"He's trying to get in
touch with me right now."

And he's like, "Just tell him I called."

And I'm just like, dude.

He would tell us like a lie and be like,

I'm just going to go out to do this.

And he would like, meet the
dude to get high and shit.

So, it was just like, fucking
really, really terrible.

But this is a pretty damaged zine.

He sent me a loaded syringe and it's real.

You know, actually,
I have his voicemails.

He would call and leave them.

(solemn music)

(Dash) So many times I've
been sitting for so many days

just like fuck, when am I
going to get out of here?

This is the worst ever.

And like, I feel like
it's better to like die

on your feet than live on
your knees, sort of thing.

Everybody was living a similar lifestyle

and it wasn't until Dash passed away

that people started to look at themselves

and change themselves.

It was a real kind of
awakening for a lot of people.

But then you would just...

I think the person who misses
out the most is Secret,

'cause he fucking loved her.

She didn't get the Dash that we all got,

you know, which sucks.

It sucks.

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♪ Your precious love for me to hold ♪

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little breathless word ♪

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♪ And gimme gimme gimme
your precious love ♪

♪ For me to hold ♪

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your precious love ♪

♪ For me to hold ♪

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(cars honking)

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♪ Mother, I know your face ♪

♪ Father, still hold your place ♪

♪ Sister, I'm around you, remember me ♪

♪ Brother, I'm on my way, I'm visiting ♪

♪ Little sister, I know from
where your brown eyes get ♪

♪ Your face on horizon ♪

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♪ On the horizon ♪