You might not know me, but you've at least seen me around. I used to be that asshole at parties with the big camera and a weird puffer thing made of bubble wrap around my flash that kept blinding you when you were hitting on that one girl or taking that flaming shot or taking some other sort of drug.

Now I'm still that asshole, but I've got a job. These photos are either ones that Vice Magazine paid me to use in their DOs/DONTs column, or maybe in an ongoing piece on house parties in the southeast, or photos that they didn't want and didn't pay for and won't use, and therefore belong to me.

So next time you see me at a party and that big, obnoxious flash attachment is getting on your last nerve, remember--I'm getting paid for this, and you might end up at the top of next month's DONTs. Be careful what you say, and most importantly, what you DO.

 

Check out the bitchin’ locks on this dude…

Check out the bitchin’ locks on this dude…

I’ve seen this guy at almost every show or party around here, and really need his name so I can have him sign a model release for a picture we used in the magazine. If anyone knows who this is and how I can get in touch with him, please let me know.

I’ve seen this guy at almost every show or party around here, and really need his name so I can have him sign a model release for a picture we used in the magazine. If anyone knows who this is and how I can get in touch with him, please let me know.

DKirby identifying a found pill at “NU FAISON”

DKirby identifying a found pill at “NU FAISON”

“Zachary Reader
it’s five am and









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“Zachary Reader

it’s five am and

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