📸🎼🎹🎸🎺🥁🎤🎧🎶Alfred Cheney Johnston

My name is Alfred. Alfred Cheney Johnston, and there was a time when I was a photographer. That was a long time ago, so much that nobody remembers me anymore, but I can assure you that I was the best of my time. The best actresses of the moment, the most beautiful women, all the girls from Ziegfeld queued up in my studio to be photographed. I remember little Ann Pennington, with her round face and soft thighs… well, it's true that I never touched them, but when a thigh is soft, you only need your eyes to know it. I remember that she undressed so easily that I had trouble covering her with what the Spanish call the Manila shawl. Or Paulette Goddard, that woman entered the company of the great Florenz Ziegfeld with eighteen, and two years later she left with a diamond ring and married to the millionaire Edgar James. Then it seems that she married a certain Charlie Chaplin. Or Josephine Baker, the "Black Pearl", the "Creole Goddess", or as I called her, the bronze French girl; Oh my Josephine, the eternal and lanky black woman, who dazzled with her voice, with her dance, with her skin ..., I must confess that that woman fell in love with me ..., but the war started and she disappeared. Later I learned that he had been a spy in occupied France and a member of the French resistance. That woman always had them on.

Yes, my friend, I am Alfred Cheney Johnston, and from the age of eighteen, until the great depression, I saw the most beautiful women of the moment undress before me, and some, I must say, even kissed me on the cheek. Now, I see no skin other than the arid hide of oblivion; And soon, I will only see the transparent skin of death.