I flipped it around, turning it between my fingers. I switched between sepia and grey and full color and sepia again. I tried to iron out the creases. I tore it open from the frame to check between the cracks. I looked at the tarnished version, the varnished version, the retouched version. And then I realized. I hadn't been a part of the picture for a really long time.
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