By the way, worth mentioning, perhaps, is: The film was shot 7 years ago. Already within the first months after shooting, Rosemary-the-Painter's husband and dog had died and I found her to be in very poor health herself when I saw her back after one year. Chris-the-Singer had vanished from the scene by then, probably caught up in his drug habit again, unfortunately. God knows where he will be now. Carla-the-Sculpter-and-Performer is doing better, as I heard last. The Iron-Man-Thai may or may not be still around in the Upper West Side area. J.C. may or may not be still playing his saxophone on the platform of Times Square Subway Station. James-the-Poet-and Visual-Artist had a couple of more hard times through the New York shelter system. I am sure he will survive many more of those circumstances.
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