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THE SAN FRANCISCO CHRONICLE
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ìI would love to photograph Iggy Pop,î he says. ìWe saw him at the Cincinnati Pop Festival back in the day the Stooges were bad-viding everybody with their sunglasses, and he was beatiní himself up. He jumped on my buddyís shoulders and smeared peanut butter on him ñ totally out there. We just went nuts. He was the real deal.î
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