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I felt like an undeveloped photograph that he was printing, my image rising to the surface under his gaze.

Janet Fitch

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Janet Fitch
Age: 69
Born: 1955
Born: November 9
Author
Journalist
Novelist
University Teacher
Writer
LA
California
Janet Elizabeth Fitch
Surface
Image
Felt
Like
Undeveloped
Printing
Gaze
Rising
Photograph

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