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a different direction…

Sitting there all wrapped up, warm, cosy, dosed up full of medication, I have a cup of tea in hand and my bum on the couch. I look over and spy my camera. It’s staring at me, it’s saying ‘hello, remember me, you said you were going to take a photograph every.single.day – REMEMBER’. I…

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