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The Chelsea

I spent seven years at the Chelsea Hotel. My room became a lab for photo styling ideas. My favorite version, pictured here, had a decidedly French slant. I fantasized that it was the apartment of an Russian nobleman who escaped after the revolution. All that he could grab en route to New York was crammed into this tiny studio. 


















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