You do not need to see the photograph. You already know: it will be slightly out of focus, slightly too dark, and absolutely perfect.
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Imagine a hill at 4:47 PM in late November. The sun has already lost its argument with the horizon. You are holding an old film camera—a Soviet Zenit, maybe, or a battered Pentax—whose lens fogged slightly from the warmth of your breath. lustery autumn cam