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The poetry of bad photos. My first flea market purchase. I was about to leave when I found the only vendor with a few film cameras. I chose too quickly (I still regret not having taken more time to look at everything carefully, but my family was waiting). I only noticed later that the lens was loose, in poor condition and that the light meter was faulty too. Still, I wanted to know what would come of it.
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