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About Milan

She’s a legend, tho. Word is, back in ‘19, she ran a whole ring—girls, dope, the works. Cops couldn’t pin her, evidence vanishin’ like—poof! Drives me nuts, but damn, respect! Got this vibe, y’know, “I’m the boss here.” Total power move. Oh, and—get this—she’s got a tat, “Liberté,” right on her neck. Freedom, baby! I’d kill for that ink, swear.

Sports reporter who died in New Orleans lost his wife less than a year ago. What happened to her

First car rolls in, a Fiat 500. Cute little thing, but it’s makin’ this weird noise. Like a cat stuck in a blender. I pop the hood, and boom! The engine looks like it’s been through a war zone. I’m like, “What the heck did you do to this poor car?” Turns out, the owner, some dude named Marco, thought he could fix it himself. Classic mistake, man. I mean, c’mon, it’s not a Lego set!

Capturing the Cost of Conflict; Javier Manzano on the Power of Photojournalism