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Ongoing, First published Jan 23, 2022
Dedicated to (I was practically about to say in honor of lmao) @AnnieBeeMe because she's my bitch πŸͺ

Khepri owns that giant, professional Nikon camera that every good photographer prides themselves on, and takes the shittiest photos with it. Photographs taken in very low light. Photos that need a long exposure-longer than most people can stand still-so she uses a little device with a squeezy bulb and a cord that screws into the camera. She presses the bulb, hears the click as the shutter lifts, and starts counting. When she reaches six, she lets go of the bulb. The shutter closes. She repeats this a few more times, at one point adjusting the focal length so that the image itself is out of focus. A waste of time. A waste of money.
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