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2002-06-19 || 9:30 a.m. || haunted photobooth || dear mister bland, last night while packing i stumbled across some pictures of us, framed ones, that hadn't seen the light of day in a good two years. there is one that made me sit down and look and look and look. you were twenty-one; i was twenty. we look spectacularly young and beautiful. i very much want to scan it and put it on here. because really. you would. die. (not pictured: scooter helmets with coordinating racing stripes, old lady shoes and adidas, your hand on the small of my back, laughing sal of the musee mechanique.) with love, jenny five years later with the same damn haircut. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |