SIGHS IN THE DARKROOM

Sighs in the Darkroom

The solutions swirled frantically in their trays, casting a sickly orange glow on the walls. Each click of the timer produced a fresh wave of unease through me. I stood there, motionless, as the whispers seethed from the gloom. Could they coming from the enlarger? Or perhaps it was just my own delusions playing tricks on me? A cold sensation ran do

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