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"She needed a part two and the photographer needed to capture Victoria Ramos more than once in her bedroom. You won't hear any complaints from me. Word from Argentina is that Victoria wants to do more shooting for Zishy. I think we can accommodate."
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It is probably better that Max, our Ukrainian contributor, took these photos of Helga Amor. She has that look of apathy in her eyes that I might totally go for. Plus, my insomnia has left me feeling nothing for months, so I wouldn't want her also getting too attached. Yeah, it's better off this way.
"September. The calm before the storm. I remember going to Kyiv. It felt like Russia, but freer. It had it's rough edges too, a seedy underbelly, yet the people somehow appeared more optimistic. Things were heading in the right direction, even if slowly. Pretty sure that's all gone now. I hope I will get to return. I hope I get to meet more people like Nika."
Sabrina Nichole was excited to get a workout in at her apartment gym. Even though there were others present, zero complaints were filed. As for Sabrina's shorts, those were chewed up by her lovable pup. I offer no explanation for anything else. Get that sweat on today.
"Real art doesn’t need to be pretty, polished, or easy to swallow. It’s got to make you feel something, like a punch to the gut or a strong narcotic. It doesn’t try to impress you with fancy tricks; it just is. Real art doesn’t give a damn if you like it or not. It’s not about being perfect or profound—it’s about speaking the truth as the artist sees it. And maybe, just maybe, someone out there will see it and also get it. Real art is like life: messy, painful, beautiful, and fleeting. But real art and ""good"" art are two different things. Good art has to convince enough suckers and jerks that it is worth a bunch of money."
"Hey guys, I only have a few minutes before I gotta pick up my kid from school. Let me just say that Iliza has a very lovable look. She was kind enough to invite me into her home. I documented her in the most honest way possible and it seems you guys continue to appreciate my approach. There is an endless number of ways to make smut. I simply follow my instincts. It's like I tell the little one, don't worry about failure, just make sure you don't hurt yourself so bad that you can't take another crack at it."
Helga Amor returns with contributor Max. I think she is smoking hot and it wouldn't hurt to see her smile more. Then again, maybe shit isn't going well for her. Maybe she is worried about a global pandemic, climate change, the constant threat of nuclear annihilation, the rise of child suicide, the growing impoverished population, the incompetence from all forms of leadership, the death of intellect and hard work, the rise of terrorism foreign and domestic, the widespread sense of mental illness plaguing society. But also, Helga might just think it looks goofy to show too much emotion. Who knows?
How could I bring you an update shot by Victoria Minina and not follow it up with one featuring her as a model? Here she is looking more natural and more mature than when I first photographed her in 2019. I hope those lash extensions have returned to their rightful home, under a mountain of rubbish. Anyways, we explored this small Russian town on foot and found an abandoned bus that was begging for one last piece of ass. It received an exceptional one. Talk soon.
Sorry to state the obvious, but most porn sucks. It is filtered or scripted or impersonal or obviously fake. In fact, that isn't just porn, it is the same with entertainment in general. When I want to be inspired or distract myself from myself, I only do one of two things. A, turn on a video of the 1973 Belmont Stakes. Or B, do whatever it takes to find a confident, attractive, adventurous woman to photograph. That is why you are here, right? You want to see who is next. You want to see if fortune will favor me in this endeavor. It certainly did with Rowan Emerson. My work is not easy, but I leave easy for the jerks who walk around all day with their feet jammed inside shoes.
Damn, Zach. It is hella cool that you made this job for yourself. I go to work everyday, dreading existence. I have begun a gradual process of poisoning myself. As part of my daily routine, I take a dropper of hydrochloric acid and give my coffee a generous squirt. I started out only adding a drop or two, but over the past few weeks I have built up to a much higher dose. The tummy tingle is an oddly pleasant sensation. Anyways, let me know if you ever need an assistant or something, it could be a real gamechanger for me. If not, I totally understand. Perhaps you could at least introduce me to Maddie Crump. Thanks in advance. -George Tipcorn
"Part 2 of the beaming Rosaline. Such enthusiasm needs to be bottled up and sold. I would definitely buy some. Rosaline is actually a fan of the site that hit me up directly. She thought she'd be a good fit. Boy, was she right. I met her in Miami and we had our fun. More to come in the near future."
It is nice that some people go to college and devote their energy towards building respectable careers. Some of which include insurance broker, government program manager, linguist, and commercial real estate agent. Then there are people like me, who come to your city and hire open-minded young women to be photographed for their smutty website. Hey, at least I made it through Sober October. Chapel Hill was nice. Fawn Richfield was nicer.
I picked up Ophelia Palantine and she immediately began feening for her Starbucks fix. How anyone could say no to a woman wearing a top like this is beyond me. After loading up on vitamin caffeine, we decided to check out the Renaissance Hotel. It took about 5 minutes before we got kicked out of the hotel's beautiful atrium. Apparently, Ophelia was drawing too much attention. We kept our cool and found a shit ton of other spots to shoot on the premises. Enjoy part one.