One man’s trash is this man’s trash, and this is trash. Discarded film canisters, useless once the job was done. Nothing more than a reminder of old ways now. I estimated once I might have developed over 100K rolls of film in my time, tossing these in the old recycle box we had. I can still hear the distinct click each time they hit each other. These 30 are all I have left plus or minus a few.
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