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A Visit to the Weavers
I was wandering in the town. There was something wrong with my camera. Having failed to find a photo studio (what can you expect from the mountain village, Kodak?), I decided to open up the camera myself in order to have it work again. So I was looking for any "dark room" possible in the town. A kind-hearted lady let me into her place, though she didn't understand what I was looking for.I went inside, closed her door and her windows, I was really in a big hurry so the behaviour looked a little strange and suspicious, well, the lady was really kind... Finally I took out the film and fixed the camera. When I came out and showed her the film and camera happily, she smiled. .. Then she took me to the back room, which looked like a balcony workshop and there two girls were weaving...
