Hannah is so used to having her picture taken (I don't know how that happened!) that she refers to all photographs as "hannahs" - and she really doesn't seem to have the slightest clue that there could possibly be such a thing as a "hannah" without her in it.
One of my earliest memories is of my parents staying up late to process slides in the kitchen. I can still remember the first photograph I took - of a rock, with a mountain in the background. In college, I was almost positive I was going to be the next Ansel Adams.
All of which has led me here.
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