For a while there, I didn’t think I would ever get the chance to photograph Kerin Metzger again. She said she had gone back to the church life, or Jesus, or what not. But I guess, everything is cyclical. One day, you might want to go to confession and plead for forgiveness. Then the next day, you might feel like getting stoned and fucking the shit out of someone random. Hey, it happens. People are complicated. Anyone know where this is?