If Columbus had a mayor of mischief, it’d be Copywrite.

This was less a shoot and more a hang that happened to have a camera in it. We wandered the city while he rapped, and every few blocks we ran into somebody he knew. Next thing we knew, we were posted up in an abandoned building, taking turns at makeshift target practice with old bottles. Hunter S. Thompson was a hero of mine, and looking back, a day with Copywrite felt like a lost scene from Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas. Pure gonzo, Columbus Ohio edition.