“I find the photos of Andrea in the depths of my archive: a few color slides and a whole roll of black-and-white negatives I had lost track of. They had hidden so well that I was no longer even sure they had made it unscathed through the various moves of the previous years. Every now and then, though, without my lifting a finger, an image would turn up in a publication. They seemed to have a life of their own.
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