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Mark Morrisroe It kills me to look at my old photographs of myself and my friends. We were such beautiful, sexy kids but we always felt bad because we thought we were ugly at the time. It was because we were such outcasts in high school and so unpopular. We believed what other people said. If any one of us could have seen how attractive we really were we might have made something better of our lives. I'm the only guy that I know who wanted to runaway to be a prostitute. Mark Morrisroe Mark Morrisroe (1959-1989) carried a bullet in his chest and a Polaroid camera with him at all times. The former fired from the gun of a disgruntled john, the latter a gift from the Polaroid Corporation. His life was cut short, but the photographs he took remain–lush, anguished, and comedic depictions of a life consumed by ambition and disaster. |
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