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“I was studying photography and used to act as an assistant to a well-known wedding photographer. Together, we went to a couple’s wedding. He shot digital, and I shot black and white film. We spent all day with the couple from 9 a.m. through till 2 a.m. the next morning when we left. I could see how genuinely in love they were. It was only a day, but I got to know them quite well and really liked them both. The next morning, I got a call from the photographer, and his voice was shaky. He explained that the groom had been murdered that night after the reception party.”
“Three guys had broken into their bungalow to steal wedding gifts. The groom got out of bed to stop them, and they executed him in front of the bride. I was in shock for about two weeks. The next weekend, the photographer and I went to the bride’s house to present her with the photos. We’d worked together to get the job massively accelerated, so she had the photos of her husband. We did it at our own expense and didn’t charge her a penny for the day or all the prints and album. Sort of the least we could do. Because my photos didn’t matter as much, I’d been able to simply capture those natural moments between them, rather than staged wedding photos. So they had the normal album pics, but also about 150 snaps of just them being a couple. She was in tears from the moment we arrived till we left a few hours later.
She was a shadow of the woman I’d met only a week earlier. That shit still haunts me.”
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