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  • I took this photo of my little sisters in 1996. I was using a Vivitar manual single lens reflex camera that my mother gave me out of pity (or a result of my "I-was-the-only-student-without-his-own-camera" drama).

    I asked my sisters to strike a pose, and look how good that was under a photo developed in the dark room.

    16 years after, my sisters have grown to be different from those young, innocent and pose-striking kids. It's a proof that time flies and people change. One only understands these changes only when subjected to such nostalgia and contemplation, they laughed about it seeing this photo, but behind that laughter were faces that say "We were cute back then."
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