Hustlers begins with a portrait, the lighting of which deliberately obscures the face of its subject. Mike Vincetti, a 24yr old native New Yorker, stands right arm outstretched like a hitchhiker in front of the Capital Records Tower, his own studded black leather jacket and skin-tight jeans capping a cruelly correlated irony about the less glamorous intersections of sex, drugs and cash. $30 to be precise.

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