SIGHS IN THE DARKROOM

Sighs in the Darkroom

The solutions swirled aggressively in their trays, casting a sickly orange glow on the walls. Each click of the timer produced a fresh wave of anxiety through me. I stood there, still, as the whispers whispered from the gloom. Were they coming from the enlarger? Or perhaps it was just my own imagination playing tricks on me? A cold sensation ran do

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