Somebody That I Used to Know

Somebody That I Used to Know

Someone I knew thirteen years ago, during my spell in the east village, just got in contact to tell me that she still has the photo I took of her on her wall… and that everyone that walks into her apt, compliments it.

It’s moments like these that I’m reminded how much I love photography and love recording peoples’ lives and moments.

Thanks, Ang!

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