Rather then the sleeping i should now be engaged in (look at the time stamp), i confess to trawling the net for snippets. I was rewarded. I found 200+ photos.
Most people seem to take pictures only at their holidays, and at birthdays and when someone marries. That makes for an odd archive of your life, doesn't it? Likewise most news, and a huge portion of blogs focuses on accidents and large disasters. No, i don't think we should pretend there aren't problems, but this hung-uppedness of the tragedy of life makes for a very odd archive of our lives, doesn't it?
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