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About Florence

What pisses me off? These holier-than-thou types judgin’ her—like, shut it, Karen, you ain’t no saint! “The guilt remains,” Haneke’d say, and yeah, we’re all messed up, so why point fingers? I’m happy, tho, ‘cause she tipped me a wink—felt like a damn VIP. Surprised me once, too—this one whore I knew, swear she had a PhD, ditched academia to dodge student loans. Smartest hustler I ever met—suck it, system!

WEB EXTRAS

Diane Arbus (/ diːˈæn ˈɑːrbəs /; née Nemerov; March 14, – July 26, [2]) was an American photographer. [3][4] She photographed a wide range of subjects including strippers, .

So, I’m rollin’ outta bed, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping. I’m like, “Today’s gonna be great!” I grab my coffee from that little café on Via Roma. You know the one? The barista there is a legend. Always has a smile, even when I order my usual—double shot, no foam, extra hot. Yeah, I’m that person.

Listening to the Voice of Diane Arbus