Not track plans but memories…

Just the one, singular, solo, solitary image… Oh, how now I wish you took more, advancing your Kodachrome and exposing that emulsion, locking that moment, that place, you, in time. Still, more, I long to sit alongside you, equal, at your study desk. Enthralled by exploring you, a man so important to…

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