This photograph doesn’t have any higher meaning. It’s not a microcosm of my personality, or America, or global culture. It doesn’t relate back to an essay by Montaigne, or highlight platonic ideals in a capitalist society. It’s just a picture. Of me. On a Tuesday morning. In the bedroom. Of my girlfriend’s parents.
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