User talk:Joe Fabracoil

Introductions are stupid although to me essential. My name is Joe Fabracoil. I am now 28. Anyway before i began my later arts i was a photographer at a school called Ballet Tech i had just received this job out of the kindness of Elliot. Elliot Field, founder of the school, and one of my most favorable allies. I was paired up with one dancer as was the other 25 photographers. Joe Escorted me right to the boys room and placed me right in front of a little boy. His name was Tirell Manson. Tirell had long locks of curly hair, a nice brown completion, almond eyes, and a cute smile. Tirell wasn't the best dancer but he was amazing for his age. I loved Tirell he was a great friend and a respectful kid. Tirell seemed the happiest he could be, he was a great poet he wrote me a poem once that i still carry traveling for my photography. The poem

What a great achievement it was to get a hotel room this late I bet they charge by the hour here The kind of place where you should bring your own awful day It's not a big problem with me, love You don't look that much of a genius anyway I'm only here because, I want to twist the structure of my average day

Tirell was a great kid until 6th grade when he fell in love which i found un-ordinary. Tirell had his first true girlfriend her name Was Abigail Moreno. He seemed at the top of his game and went on and on about her. Until she passed. Ballet Tech was on Broadway 14th street Abigail was hit by a car that spiraled off the road and hit on the corner of the street. After Abigail passed Tirell got more and more depressed until he lost his dancing skill and Ballet Tech had to let him go. Tirell loved to dance but never danced the same after Abigail passed away. Tirell's last words were "I love dancing but love doesn't last long". Tirell Relocated to a queens public school close to home. I will always miss Tirell, not only was he my job but he was also like my only kid

Tirell Manson( young Dancer)
Introductions are stupid although to me essential. My name is Joe Fabracoil. I am now 28. Anyway before i began my later arts i was a photographer at a school called Ballet Tech i had just received this job out of the kindness of Elliot. Elliot Field, founder of the school, and one of my most favorable allies. I was paired up with one dancer as was the other 25 photographers. Joe Escorted me right to the boys room and placed me right in front of a little boy. His name was Tirell Manson. Tirell had long locks of curly hair, a nice brown completion, almond eyes, and a cute smile. Tirell wasn't the best dancer but he was amazing for his age. I loved Tirell he was a great friend and a respectful kid. Tirell seemed the happiest he could be, he was a great poet he wrote me a poem once that i still carry traveling for my photography. The poem

What a great achievement it was to get a hotel room this late I bet they charge by the hour here The kind of place where you should bring your own awful day It's not a big problem with me, love You don't look that much of a genius anyway I'm only here because, I want to twist the structure of my average day

Tirell was a great kid until 6th grade when he fell in love which i found un-ordinary. Tirell had his first true girlfriend her name Was Abigail Moreno. He seemed at the top of his game and went on and on about her. Until she passed. Ballet Tech was on Broadway 14th street Abigail was hit by a car that spiraled off the road and hit on the corner of the street. After Abigail passed Tirell got more and more depressed until he lost his dancing skill and Ballet Tech had to let him go. Tirell loved to dance but never danced the same after Abigail passed away. Tirell's last words were "I love dancing but love doesn't last long". Tirell Relocated to a queens public school close to home. I will always miss Tirell, not only was he my job but he was also like my only kid I know own Joe's Photography Url: http://shinmaruko.aminus3.com/