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Took off their shirts, Ran into the sea, Frolic, frolic for thee!

His nose, snatched, eyes blended to filth, we was painted to sin and he loved it. He hadnt put on anything else. So he sat in the dressing room, shirtless, hair back in a hair band applying his fake clashes. Thats when he saw him almost stumble into the room. “oh honey...” he let out in a breath, hands still near his face as he watched him in the mirror. “Either youre late, or lost....and either way, its unacceptable.” he shook his head a bit and looked down to his lashes once more. “are you just going to stand there?” he mused when he caught his reflection in the mirror once again, fingers working on the next eye. 

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We spent the day with the one-and-only Mitz Takahashi - On what he does in the workshop when no one is there:  “Oh, so smooth. Natural, I love. Dead trees - why did you have to die?” Then someone comes in and is like, ‘What are you doing"...uhhh, nothing.”  Now up on The Run-In.  http://therun-in.com/mitz-takahashi/

Coffee at the Knife in Montreal from the therun-in.com