thee inundation of the automated panoramas pieced together, styalised and movies made in images both new and old and never seen ...
The time with a new device. The hunt unintended of what I find in retrieving a life style from another's hoard ...
I have revisited much in beauty, comical moments captured in that minuscule of moment. The appreciation. The photos inadvertently took of a home disappearing ... too ... and an occasionally haunted look on a man not necessarily noticed at the time....
We have all in my close circle seen the timeline in photos and communication since in hindsight ...
my sister had a last message to look out for me in taking care ...
... only a tad of that legacy in echoes reverberating to today ...
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