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Tuesday, November 24, 2015
in/significance
When going through old photos recently, I came across this little strip that I'd put together on a whim several years ago. Returning to those moments in those spaces -- stretched between the rippling White Sands of New Mexico and the rippling wet sands of Nova Scotia, and peopled with my tiny parents, a stranger, a dear friend -- more than exceeded my daily dose of nostalgia.
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