I met Noah at a New Year's Eve party on the west side of Cincinnati. He had a 1970s porn-mustache that he proceeded to keep rubbing over and over until I reluctantly and unfortunately locked eyes with him and introduced myself. The rest of the night is blurry, traces of the evening are left in my memory that include Four Loco shots out of zebra cakes and drinking Arbor Mist wine out of a beer bong. Check out some of his other edits along with the rest of the Generation Awesome group.

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