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i went to visit my great-auntie this past weekend. the last time i saw them when i was about 5. i didn't really remember her, but i remembered the smell of her apartment- the same one she's been residing in for over 40 years.

the smell of mothballs.

anyway, look what i found at her place. we rummaged through old photos and stumbled on some of my brother and me.





almost a week left on this continent!