So far the only funny thing Jerry Seinfeld has done is convince an entire generation of unmarried uncles that it’s perfectly acceptable to dress like a member of a New Edition tribute band made up of guys on their first day out of rehab. Comments/Enlarge |
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Wow, you don't see most people's corpses at their wall memorial. Usually it’s just some flowers and those candles with saints on the side and maybe a mural of them on the bike that killed them.Comments/Enlarge |
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This girl’s name is Florinda. I met her in Bologna at a 24-hour cigarette dispenser. The machine had just stolen her money. We started talking, one thing led to another, and we went for dinner the next night. I took this picture at her house, but nothing ever happened between us. I love Italian girls. They’re beautiful. They have a certain style, a way of carrying themselves that other girls don't have.
Francesca was the daughter of my art-history lecturer, the teacher who tutored me through my dissertation. It was on the subject of photography in diaries. She’d seen my dissertation on her father’s coffee table and decided that she wanted to meet me. She was very determined. She got my number from the school and organized a meeting. We took this picture at my house. Her father still has no clue.