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I have been so distraught this week at the realization that two of my most valued possessions - my photo album 1969 - 2001, and my favorite book "physiognomy the mark seliger photographs" - were gone forever. I figured my sister sold my $80 book for her fucking drugs.
But a huge wave of gratitude has come across me since I went to my mom's and out of her room came these items. She kept them safe for me. I cannot express how happy I am.
Times like this remind me of a)how much I love photography (both sides of the camera) and b)how much I miss my friendships of the past.
But a huge wave of gratitude has come across me since I went to my mom's and out of her room came these items. She kept them safe for me. I cannot express how happy I am.
Times like this remind me of a)how much I love photography (both sides of the camera) and b)how much I miss my friendships of the past.