Pimping Your Pain

A story about marketing agony for cash.

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Her GoFundMe was doing well, but she was still not hitting her goals. She met with her marketing director.

$50/hour. Still less than the cost of treatment.

“It would really help if you had a baby,” the director said. “Mothers do better. And maybe wear some makeup in your photos. Get a tan. You look sick.”




Dispelling the notion of the perpetually suffering genius.

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