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  • My dad gave me this camera a few years ago. It's one of the rare object I took with me when I moved out of Montreal last year. One of those things I would take with me on a desert Island.

    I love its vintage look as well at all the inspiration it gives me when I see it.

    My dad got it from an elderly neighbour when they were living in the 15th arrondissement of Paris, where I born. When he gave it to my dad he said to take really good care of it because this "camera has been through two world wars, it has seen incredible things".

    What a precious gift my dad gave me! One of the very rare gift between him and I.

    This camera reminds that I'm just a tiny part of a bigger story and that this camera will survive me. It also reminds that the love for photography is one of the thing I share with my dad as well as the love for running and wine drinking. It makes me happy to look at it and think that I should never give up photography because it surely is in my DNA.

    Merci papa !
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