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Grandpa's Polaroids
In early 80s, my grandfather Enrique bought a Polaroid camera. It was his new toy. I was just one year old and, it seems, he enjoyed taking pictures of me. I never really meet him, he died in 1981, but I make me a picture of him reading his books, listening his vynils and watching the polaroids he left.
This old man hanging me in his arms is my grandpa Enrique. I think we are in the desert. I really don't remember that day, I promise. Behind, in the left side, you can see his fancy car.
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