A regular contributor to all those hipster bibles—Vice, i-D, Nylon, Paper and the now-defunct Jane—Lesley Arfin, 27, has turned to what all pseudo-edgy auteurs eventually turn to—her “fucked up” adolescence. Except Arfin’s adolescence is achingly common: sex, drugs and rock ’n’ roll (or punk, or rave, or whatever) is hardly atypical nowadays, especially when a
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