You know how sometimes people are around, and then they just disappear? That's what happened to Mimi. She was mad cool, mad chill and a hard worker. We used to clown and clown and clown until one day, like Keyser Soze, she was gone. I was crying and bawling. I couldn't help it, I sat in my room and listened to Sade all night.

Okay, I didn't go that far, but the last time I seen her was in Pentagon City. So, Mimi, if you see this, lemme know what cha been up to. The old-skool crew at HU says hi too. Oh, that rhymed, kinda sublime, hey let's go to Times Square and kill a Mime. Okay, I'm sorry. Don't whine. Ehhh...

Fall 1996