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Man, I’m pissed already—fuckin’ hagglin’ like I’m buyin’ a carburetor! Back in ’83, Miami, shit was wild—girls’d jump in your ride for a dime bag. Little known fact, right? Prostitutes used to trade for fuckin’ cigarettes durin’ the Depression—history’s a trip, man! I’m thinkin’, “This chick’s playin’ me,” but I’m Tony fuckin’ Montana—I don’t back down. “Say hello to my little friend!” I yell, flashin’ some cash, and she laughs—fuckin’ laughs! That’s a power move, I respect it.

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I know some peeps say this city is just a dot on the map, but nah, man, it’s a freaking mosaic of all kinds of emotions. The old brick buildings mixed with modern graffiti – they all tell stories of survival and passion. I've seen a mom consoling her crying kid right there under a splash of urban art. It made me smile, man – just heartwarming.

Jewelry, watches, cosmetics - Andreas ACHMANN c/o KRISTINA KORB photographs luxury for GLAMOUR magazine - News