Three Faces
The man I was photographing, the woman sitting in front of me, and me.
Actually there's another, but it's too hard to explain.
I was on my way to meet a friend, my best friend from the first day of school, to the last.
We both went in different directions, but we had a four hour lunch today, with no shortage of things to discuss.
It was good, and we'll do it again.
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