Stoya

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stoya in philadelphia
Stoya, back to us, walking down a street in Philadelphia.
stoya in philadelphia
Stoya, in a dark bar, lit by a little daylight.
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
This is Danny.
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
stoya in philadelphia
Danny showing his back, covered in scrapes and scars from nails and cigarette burns.
Date: 
Monday, September 15 2008
Form: 

Writer Matt Stroud and I traveled to Philadelphia to interview and observe Stoya in the wild for for the Philadelphia City Paper. Things didn't work out. 

She is young, 21, smokes Parliament Lights, and inhales deep with every drag before blowing out, visibly young — her pale skin soft, real, not manipulated. Her features are unmarked. No makeup that you can identify. No tattoos. Holes from ear piercings, but they're unfilled. She beams with energy at every exchange and inquest, with every word. You wonder. You ask question upon question. You want to know more. And she tells you. Without hesitation. Everything on her mind. Forcefully. Streaming. Louder than you expect. More dynamic. Inflected. Strong. Kinetic.

– Matt Stroud

View the full story at http://archives.citypaper.net/articles/2008/11/13/meet-south-phillys-stoya