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Justin’s first solo show came three years after his move to New York, and on the eve of Brian’s closing pitch to the largest bottled-water manufacturer in North America. He spent the afternoon before the show alternating between dry heaves in the bathroom and sputtering incoherencies on the phone to Brian, who was holed up at Kinnetik reworking the final boards.
When the blizzard hit that night, he knew no one would show up anyway. When Brian arrived, brushing snow impatiently from his shoulders, Justin’s eyes lit up in surprise. Critics be damned. The most important person was there already. |
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