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November 3, 2005

D: Girls On Film

I go through maybe two, three spools of film a day just on her alone. Digital is supposedly more convenient but that satisfying shutter click and the skill required to hit the F-stops and focal distances just right; digital will never beat that. And the chemical smells when we're alone in the dark together, just her and me; the pictures fade up in the red glow and...

Wait... in this latest batch she's staring right at the camera. She's staring right at me! Christ, maybe she knows. Maybe she's known all along.

I'd better get rid of these and fast.

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