Frank Iero passes the time walking in the bleak of the city. Alone and slow, hands shoved in the pockets of his jeans, eye gaze lowered, thinking and chewing over, breaking apart every layer of his life. Meanwhile, Gerard Way, exclusive artist and pianist, lives life in a series of parties, drinking expensive champagne and spewing over the fleeting creativity on canvas or on the keys of a piano. A letter left on the park bench changes everything, for better or for worse, between these two lives.
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