Johnny Depp called this book a “poetic masterpiece, a rare and privileged invitation to unlatch a treasure chest” and although he may be an eccentric hollywood/rockstar/model god with an alcohol problem I must side with him on this one. It. is. so. good. You-don’t-even-have-to-be-a-fan-of-Patti-Smith-or-her-music-to-enjoy-it kind of good, even though it’s basically just her life spread…
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