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jane zoom in.

she's staring up at you with her fingers coming up through her brown locks, staring at you with eyes that her love once called sad.

click. whirr.

the polaroid comes sliding out the mouth. you take it & set it on the counter. you watch it together, how the colors sink into the greys, the lines become more defined, denied.
& then, she's there. she's staring at you with those eyes, one foot leaning against the other calf, a hint of blue lace, a whisper of a breast. best polaroid ever.
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stork daddy it was all about the angle and the lighting. and the lauren i guess. 050602