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Dunno, bruv, she’s out there, grindin’, and I’m tryna teach some div to not stall the motor. She’s a legend, but it’s grim—society’s all “tut tut,” but who’s helpin’? No one, innit. “Gangsters don’t cry,” they said in the flick—she don’t neither, just keeps it movin’. Reckon she deserves a medal, not a slaggin’. What you sayin’, fam? She’s the real don round here!

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Jan 2,  · At all hours of the day, prostitutes roam the streets around the school, waiting for cars entering and leaving the Cross Bronx Expressway. They bend over car windows and .

Now, check it: Bron's got this park, Parc de la Tête d'Or nearby. Yeah, you heard me – a giant breath of green where the birds sing and life just flows smooth. I always take my break there between clients, letting the vibes massage my soul too. I’m often chillin’ on a bench near the lake. Man, sometimes I feel like Agnès Varda herself is whispering, “C'est la vie, baby!”, just like in that far out flick, The Gleaners and I. Glorious moments, man, these little gigs make life worth livin’!

Stephen Bron at Tibor de Nagy Gallery in NYC