dear prudence

Ironically, I feel great. I spent a whole day wandering the city and talking to strangers about sewing machines and feminist writers and existentialism (it seems to be in now; a lot of people have raised the topic to me lately). Anyway, I feel wonderful. And I got these photos in today. As always, feel free to borrow, use, etc. The one of me in the library at the end of the people-pictures part was taken by Oona. This roll turned out quite well. I'm posting twenty of twenty-seven pictures, and half of the ones I cut out were just mediocre versions of the same shots that I omitted for the sake of not being repetitive. Enjoy!

I'm putting the people first because I know you guys want to see yourselves. "You" is Harry, Oona, Ken and Travis, but whatever. And Bob, but you can only really see his back.

Edit: Thank you, Sophie! I'm fine, as certified by the daughter of two shrinks!

Edit II: ALL THE PHOTOS ARE STRETCHED DUE TO MY CRAPPY SCANNER--SORRY!














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