i remember visiting DC & the east coast for the first time in 1993. cool disco dan was a name that did not miss my bugged-out eyes, taking in whatever vestiges of graffiti that i crossed. i didn't know who or what it was, but it grasped my immediate attention and respect for being EVERYWHERE in the city. stylin'!
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"threw my head back, then i froze like the wind"
long live the FFC.