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I have boxes and boxes of his notebooks, envelopes stuffed with hotel pads and scribbled-on napkins.
I even found an airplane barf bag covered with notes.
And then theres the footage.
Mitch and I shot four of his shows on 16mm.
Thats enough for a brand-new concert film.
And theres other film Mitch shot himself, with his voiceover.
Enough for a documentary.
A documentary that he could narrate himself!
And that means at some point soon, all of you will be hearing and seeing Mitch again.
And Im betting hell still make you look at the world in a slightly different way.
