I "coached" basketball at the YMCA in the early 2000's, and Edgar was on one of my youth teams. We went 1-11 that season I recall. All of the kids were from Hollywood, and in an attempt to teach some Zen, I had them sit in a circle and describe what their dreams were as we meditated before a game. Atop a chorus of "doctor" and "lawyer" responses was a "juggler" from Edgar. I was amazed, and asked him about it after class. He told me to meet him at the racquetball courts the next day and he would show me some juggling. The next day found Edgar and his father cramped in a room with every kind of object imaginable that could be juggled. It was totally overwhelming. His father (a cab driver in Hollywood) was a professional juggler in Russia, and it was a family tradition passed down to Edgar. I ended up shooting Edgar on many occasions thereafter, including one terrific time at the Bronson Caves.