A few years ago, John Jeremiah Sullivan wrote a feature for GQ that was either a profile of Axl Rose as seen through the prism of Indiana or a profile of Indiana as seen through the prism of Axl Rose. In any case, it was great. The mug shot here is one of two Sullivan wheedled out of the Lafayette police department — "American masterpieces of the saddest, crappiest kind," he writes now. [Paris Review]