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g., a snowy forest or a city street), or should we to something like a mystery or a romance?

The chair was likely gone now, reclaimed by a storm or a bonfire, but in the digital amber of 20151212, it was still waiting for someone who would never arrive. 20151212-DSC_0552.jpg

In the viewfinder was a small, weathered pier stretching into a lake that hadn’t quite frozen over. On the very edge sat a single wooden chair, abandoned and dusted with the season’s first light snow. It looked lonely, yet defiant. He clicked the shutter. yet defiant. He clicked the shutter.