The first time I see a gong so close I could touch it. I love the shimmer of light on the brass.
I watch Jay lean over to Em and gently touch Em’s face with her little hand to bring it closer so she could confide something only Em should hear. Sisterly love.
There is an interview with a photographer on TV. He’s wearing a knitted scarf with stripes in bright shades of pink and orange.
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