“Thank fuck the camera loved him more than he loved himself. He could recline on silk sheets for cologne or seethe in a sportscar. His life became the silk sheet he had once reclined upon: smooth, compliant and without substance.… — Charles J Harwood Copy Share Image
“Thank fuck the camera loved him more than he loved himself. He could recline on silk sheets for cologne or seethe in a sportscar.… — Charles J Harwood Copy Share Image
