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Name: AV Flox

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Bio: Gonzo journalism didn't die with Hunter S. Thompson, and you can count on staff badass AV Flox to travel the world and get herself in places even the most fodder-hungry journalists would hesitate to enter. Don't get too close to the story? AV's already undressed it and tied it to her four-poster. Don't worry, she doesn't whip and tell without the details.

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Get Paid to Fuck!

Get Paid to Fuck!

By AV Flox • on July 25, 2008

On Wanting to Be a Porn Star Getting paid to do it doesn't always live up to the fantasy I wanted to be a porn star once. Even more fabulous than getting

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The Heart Blitzkrieg

The Heart Blitzkrieg

By AV Flox • on February 14, 2008

To send a message of your own, check out The Bureau of Communication It was the middle of January when I

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Barstow

Barstow

By AV Flox • on December 6, 2007

An excerpt from Reverse Cowgirl: A Savage Thrust into the Cunt of the American Dream Barstow, California was named after W. B. Strong–B for Barstow.

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Miss Universe… Reads?

Miss Universe… Reads?

By AV Flox • on December 6, 2007

Miss Peru: Jimena Elias (photo courtesy Miss Universe) If you could read anyone’s

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Bullhead City

Bullhead City

By AV Flox • on December 6, 2007

An excerpt from Reverse Cowgirl: A Savage Thrust into the Cunt of the American Dream Mojave Valley Highway. It’s the last leg of the journey between

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The Roadkill Wife

The Roadkill Wife

By AV Flox • on July 20, 2007

AND HOW TO CORRECTLY PLACE THE TOILET PAPER IN THE HOLDER photo courtesy of in a box with a fox “Oh,

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The Sideways Vagina

The Sideways Vagina

By AV Flox • on July 6, 2007

EXPLORING SOME OF THE WORLD’S MOST ABSURD AND OFFENSIVE ASIAN STEREOTYPES Mickey

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Gentle

I wake up to breakfast with him, he caresses me, spoils me, humours me. He brings me sweet things, cigarettes, coffee just the way I like it–though he does not drink it. I am silent, distressed by

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