This is a little vain. Full story is what really makes it, at least as a great personal story. I was, and still kinda am, obsessed with The Great Gatsby, and was messing around with friends in high school putting on wigs and playing camera time. I jumped into the car and was crying out, "Oh no, Myrtle! I didn't see her." And then I guess I found the bb gun and this was taken. Still looks like and feels like a good time to me.
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