Aprox 1 1/2 years later Cojo sent me an invitation to his Birthday Party at a club called FLOW in NYC. Now, at this point I had no idea what Cojo looked liked. I had a mental picture of what I thought he would look like based on our chats, his artwork, and pure speculation. So I show up to the club with a couple of my friends. I am keeping my eyes open trying to spot him. It was open Vodka bar for the first hour so I tried my best to get my fair share. As I am sipping (guzzling) my martini's I see this guy walk past me with a dark suit and a sticker on his jacket that said "COJO". I was very shocked by what I saw! I was expecting an African American gentleman, boy was I shocked when I see this buzzed cut white boy. I didn't think there was a whiter man on the outside then me, I WAS WRONG!

The next day when I saw him on line, I confessed to him that I was taken aback that he was a white guy. He just laughed and said he has heard that before. The moral of this story, "Never judge a book by his artwork"

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