This camera found me during my first solo trip to NYC - which was the April after 9/11. I have many fond memories of that trip, although walking through the malodorous subways, which were filled with armed guards, is not one of them. There was a crazy flea market on the street, somewhere near St Mark's Place, I think, and this beauty was waiting in a laundry basket, under a pile of magazines. It has graced 3 of my apartments with its presence - and yet every time I try to close it, there's a 5 min period of "how do I DO this again?"
$15 and it's yours!
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