angela pancrazio, 51
photojournalism lost a great one last night at 10:18, and i lost a friend.
a, i have no shots of you--how can that be? but at least i can still see you every morning/afternoon/night when i wake up. i've got your nikki giovanni in front of me and the shot you took of pensive me after the trib had been saved to my right.
funny, i can't help but wonder if you were able to capture your transition on film with one of your old leica's. i bet the lighting was just perfect.
xox.
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sorry to hear about your friend. life. just life.
I was in the library all day (don't tell anyone) and yes, my story is (almost!) singing. it was like pulling out my own teeth, like, seriously.
yes, I'm on-point for tuesday. I'll be looking for you! oh, and I have to cover an event tomorrow, but we WILL do cuban sooner than later. surely we'd need a respirator if we tried riding bikes in this weather. my forearm was sweating the other day for no other reason than just sitting down. it's crazy!
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