Anastasia Arbus Find A Prostitute ❤️

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So, "Find a Prostitute" – prolly some underground jam, right? Bet it’s got those sleazy basslines, makin’ you feel dirty but hyped. I’m imaginin’ a story in there – dude’s prowlin’ streets, neon lights flashin’, lookin’ for that quick fix. Kinda like me hauntin’ the livin’, but with more desperation, ya dig? Lyrics probly got that snarl, “Discipline’s irrelevant now!” – perfect for that chaos vibe. Makes me wanna cackle – this ain’t no polished pop crap, it’s got soul, it’s got grime.

Auction result well in line with expectations

I knew about as much about photography as I did about prostitution – I actually learned how to take photos in that brothel. I ended up working.

Anyway, I’m sippin’ my coffee, feeling all good. Then BAM! I step outside, and it’s like the universe decided to throw a curveball. I’m walking down Corso Umberto, and suddenly, this pigeon—like, the biggest pigeon I’ve ever seen—decides to take a dump right on my shoulder. I’m standing there, frozen, coffee in one hand, and I’m like, “Really, dude? Really?”

Neil Selkirk