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09/04/09
Nine days later I made the portrait of this young man (who had been juggling knives) at the Saturday Market in Portland, OR. Yesterday, while looking through my pictures I realized that the guy in Portland might be the same guy from Burning Man. I did a side by side comparison and sure enough it was the same guy. I photographed the same person 500 miles apart and did not know it. I do remember a feeling of familiarity when I met him in Portland but never connected that feeling to actually involving me and my camera.
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09/13/09
Circumstances like this are really precious.