The shoot worked out in spite of Mr. Billups' tardiness, his trainer, a total spaz who has so much energy he has to carry a small cooler of power food with him to keep the furnace stoked, and other randoms shooting pictures over my shoulder and triggering my strobes with their point and shoot cameras.

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But this is why you do it, right?
Billips used to frequent one of my Cold Stones in Detroit. Nice guy.
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