June 15, 2001. I was up. Early! Ready! I just knew I was gonna shoot today. It was my day off and all I wanted to do was immortalize with that wonderful weapon, known as a camera. Well, not before long, it’s time to go meet my two models in the West End (ATL). I let them know I’m on my way only to find that they’re not going to make it. What do you mean: “Not going to make it?!?!?” I didn’t have anyone else lined up and don’t really know people out here like that to call up and say, “Let’s shoot… right now!” Lol! But, you know, I was a lil’ annoyed. I took it in stride, nonetheless, and drove out to the West End anyway to drop something off at Quic’s house. When I got there, he must’ve noticed the bothered look on my face because he inquired. Next thing you know my womp-womp hit the flip side and my “all-I-wanted-to-do-was-shoot-today” was about to happen, thanks to Eddie (the ink artist) and Quic:

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