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It's very much the fashion these days to collect found photographs. Sarah's college friend Amy Rathbone, after spending an innocent night with other Ohio Weslyan alum Jason on our futon (bought 2nd hand from Jason in September after chance meeting --Seattle is like that), finds this guy in the weeds after breakfast special two eggs and flapjacks for 2.95 at Varsity Inn and says she has a friend who collects 'em but I puppy-dogged her to give it to me and not five paces later I found my own and most certainly not from the same batch as it was a different size and more worn. The local free music paper the Rocket has a column comprised of nothing but found objects, so please don't feel you are alone in furnishing your life with the faces of strangers. | ||