Aaaah, the delight of finding the lost roll of film. You wake up one morning thinking “now, why didn’t that shot I take of Renee in the pink blouse show up in the rolls I had processed?” It bums you out a bit because you knew it was a lovely shot, but you get over it and assume that it must have been shot #25 on a roll of 24 exposures. THEN. You find a roll of unprocessed film in the bottom of your Freitag bag and “Score! I wonder what this is...” turns out to be all the shots that you knew you took at Renee's that day. Sometimes, it's real nice to know that you aren’t a crazy.
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