Before you can begin to understand these photos, you need the following history lesson.
Once upon a time, there was a place called Yellow Rat Bastard. In this place lived many YRB Kids who slaved away selling knock offs and working for minimum wage. They were kind of like those guys from that movie "Kids", but with employers. Anyhow, beneath those YRB Kids lived the Rats. Black out Buddies, Fake Gringas and other basement dwellers alike. They would suffer heat stroke in the summer, they would huddle around a hand warmer or a lit candle in the winter. They'd run from giant monster roaches and kick unruly boxes who just kept getting in the way. The subway would shake their makeshift stations and rats would leave them gifts to clean up. When they were spoken to, it was either with disdain from the Children of Abraham (the Overseers) or pure hatred from unhappy customers. But despite all the hardships, there was one thing that kept them smiling and from burning the place down... loud music and each other.
It is there I met the birthday boy Derek, as well as my friends Luisa, Alveen, and of course, Chris. So I will now tarnish any presumptions that you may have thought the foundation of my career is based on. I may be a fashion photographer now, but I owned a guitar long before my first camera. Enjoy!
Happy Birthday Culo Blanco!
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