
Tonight at the Steven Kasher Gallery in Chelsea, an opening celebrated Max's heritage—and it was utter madness, with a line a block long to get in and 200 people milling about in front. Liz and I didn't even attempt to go inside—it looked miserable. Amazing to see such ongoing passion for the salad days of 70s' NYC.

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