It all started a long time ago in the hills of Burundi. I was trekking with the local Shepard Gorko and we happened to come a cross a yurt at the foothill. Upon entering we came a cross an old treasure trove of old negatives of locals. Upon my return to Burnaby south, I decided to break into the community colleges darkroom and print out dozens of 8x10's... I was instantly hooked and has been sniffing fixer under the red light ever since. Fuck I loooove that smell.

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