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August 30, 2012

Taken Pictures

I tell my children that you used to have to buy a reel of plastic film covered with metallic goo and keep it hermetically sealed in an expensive camera,
and when you were done with 24 pictures or so, you'd take them out and drive to a store and leave them with a clerk and then go back a week later after they were done drizzling them with strange chemicals and printing them on shiny pieces of paper. They were all completely white or completely black, generally, when you finally got a look at them. I tell them, but they figure I'm pulling their leg. -- Sippican Cottage: More Fauxderol

Posted by gerardvanderleun at August 30, 2012 7:33 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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I have an old Kinks album, and on it is a song called "Party Line".
It starts out "Who's on my party line, wondering all the time.."

Posted by: mjazz at August 30, 2012 1:03 PM

I worked one summer at an overnight photo processing plant in Dallas. Have no illusions about your fellow man and woman. Thank goodness I only had to see the negatives. The poor older ladies that cut the prints got the worst of it.

Posted by: Scott M at August 30, 2012 6:07 PM

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