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The camera was plastic and a sale special at Walgreens. If you bought it, you would get free rolls of film for life. Well, not your life. The life of the camera.
I was walking up 8th Avenue. The prostitute was talking to them. Still too shy to stop while I took a picture, I just clicked as I kept walking.
But like love, I didn't know what was there until I stopped and looked.