I saw a smile on a screen.
Owned by a beautiful woman.
She had really bad scars in her early life.
She knew the feeling of wanting to throw away her life, nearly. 64 more words
here’s a dark and tender photograph i took last autumn.. her name is mandana. she fled the 1976 revolution in iran and descended on soho at the age of sixteen where she now runs her own private members club… it was quite late at night when i bumped into her and we talked only for a few minutes, yet clicked instantly right there by saint annes court alley where david bowie recorded hunky dory / ziggy stardust, and where marianne faithful kept her head down during her homeless days.. 133 more words