It’s curiosity has me pick up the camera, curiosity has me pick one subject over another. Curiosity has me wonder, “hey, whatever happened to this girl?”
All I’m left with are the pictures of one shoot…none of them remarkable, none of them a particular clue into who this person really was.
It’s enough to rattle the ol’ brainpan. Lives intersecting for just a moment…and there’s a record of it…and then…nothing.