"Dear Sir. My father liked to take pictures and left a lot of film. I would like you to have them. He wanted to make his own pictures but never did." |
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Photographs can be achingly beautiful. There's family here. If you look closely you'll see the photographer reflected in a mirror in some lost motel. See ?....She's standing near a Cadillac. |
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You know what's funny ? The word "pocketbook." I don't think women call their pocketbooks "pocketbooks" anymore. The word itself is a contradiction. Hell, that big old thing wouldn't fit in a womans pocket and it's not a book either. My mother had lots of pocketbooks but they went to Goodwill when she died. |
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What a gorgeous photograph. Technically perfect and artistically moving. This is what we strive for. |
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