The first time I met Peter in the mid-1970s in New York, he gave me his book, The End of the Game, a visionary masterpiece on the insanity of the world. The second time, he made me discover Studio 54 and I owe him some amazing nights including a meeting with Steve Rubell, the owner of the place who, to thank me for having devoted some portfolios on the Studio in PHOTO magazine invited me to help myself in the huge bowl of cocaine that sat on his desk. Peter got into the habit of regularly visiting PHOTO. We were...
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