egos & ids; his bag: a brown paper bag
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A man dressed in fancy accessories walks the streets of Southampton, Los Angeles. I.
His name is Valentine Parker.
He also has a brown paper bag on his head.
It fits perfectly in handcuffs and does not look stupid;
In fact, it is actually very fashionable. Mr. Paluck (right)
The 27-year-old photographer has been wearing these homemade hats since he went to college in Virginia.
\"I work in this cafe,\" he said . \"
\"One day the health inspector came and told all the women that they had to cover their hair and we had no hats so everyone put paper bags on their heads.
\"Absolutely lazy style, perfect Army combination --
Navy shops and thrift
Shopping discovery, sir.
Paluck is different on the social treadmill on the east end.
As a staff photographer for Hampton magazine, he is a free gossip weekly, from the opening of a motel to a barbecue to clams.
Admirers of photographers like Dorothy Lange and Joel
Peter wikin, he did not find much creative satisfaction
The magazine is expected to shoot on the front.
He said: \"Every shot is almost the same . \"
\"Everyone smiles and hugs each other and you shoot.
\"He is very clear about his goal:\" hit and run.
\"A version of this article was printed on page 9009004 of the National edition on August 15, 1993 with the title: Self and Self;
His bag: a brown paper bag.