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There was a photographer at work this morning. He had a Hasselblad. I talked to him a bit about photography and stuff… he said Ryerson was my best bet if I wanted to do schooling, and told me that he just learned on his own. I think I really need to find a photographer I can follow around for a while… I learn best that way.

Anyhow… I guess the pictures were being taken for an article that’s going to be in the New York Times next week. I wasn’t in them, I just got to be his polaroid test shot model. He let me keep the polaroids, too. Maybe I’ll scan them or something. They aren’t that exciting… just me and some satellite dishes.