2006. December.
End of year festival for the portugeze comunity of Argenteuil, near Paris.
I am asked to take photos of the children and dances : I do.
There is another photographer with very professional material taking also a few photos.
I meet him in the hall, selling the journal for wich he is the photographer. Or giving them away? They are written in portugaize, so I can not read it. But he does accept for me to take a photo.
Old memories. Some one discovered yesterday this old photo on my stream. I rediscover it: I like how the journals are on his arm and seem so tridim, as if there were before my eyes.
Soon, I will take new photos in the same city.
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