“Milton and I have been having lunch for twenty years: since I was a teenager. Our lunches have always been carefully structured. He chose the time, the day, the restaurant, and the food. We’ve talked about art, love, god, work, good and evil, and personae. One day, planning a lunch, he suggested that I come in disguise. I accepted the challenge, wondering how it would change the structure of our lunches and the patterns of our relationship. I gave Milton a street radius in which to look for me. He had a photographer follow him.” Brookie Maxwell