In case you haven't noticed, there are no pictures of me on this blog. And there never will be. But here's one of my girlfriend. She has a dog and four cats. Behind her in the picture is a coffin. It didn't really look very comfortable. I'm hoping mine is much nicer.
As for the expression on her face...well...I'm not sure what that's all about. It was taken like a year and a half ago. Who can say? Our thought processes of that day are lost to the fickle nature of the human memory core. All we have now of that fateful day at the British Museum is a few images. Perfectly accurate as far as that goes, but lacking context and solidity....not to mention, sounds and smells.
Of course, there's no use crying over lost memories. That would be stupid.
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