After the death of E. J. Bellocq (1873-1949), most of his work was destroyed. However, a collection of glass negatives was later found concealed in a sofa. These were photographs of prostitutes who worked in the legalised brothels of Storyville around 1912 (Storyville was the prostitution district of New Orleans, Louisiana, from 1897 through 1917). Some were nude, some dressed respectably, others posed as if acting a mysterious narrative. In 1971 a selection of the photographs were published in a book entitled Storyville Portraits. They had been made into distinctive prints by Lee Friedlander, using the whole of the negatives. These photographs were immediately acclaimed for their unique poignancy and beauty.
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Eventually he/she will become frustrated and just stop trying. If this doesn’t work, or if you are ever caught by him/her on the way out of your residence, headbutt him/her and run away. If the inspector is male, there’s a surefire way to make sure the twat never bothers you again. You will first need to seduce and make love to him. This won’t be difficult, as licence fee inspectors are utterly pathetic and look like Rick Moranis. Females: rough yourself up and then accuse him of rape. Males: do the same. A broken bottle can be used to create injuries at short notice.
If the inspector is female, shoot yourself with an unregistered handgun and then plant it in her handbag. Note that Martin Sheen or Bob Hoskins will likely be appointed to investigate the case, so be prepared to seduce and fuck them too. Turn down the lighting in your home, perfect a husky voice and smoke lots of Gitanes. This air of mystery will confuse the lawmen and entice them to not do things by the book. Then all you have to do is hire a fast-talking Jewish lawyer and wear extravagant fur coats to the trial. A media circus will generate, the whole thing will be a shambles and the licence fee inspector will be sent down.

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