This is Justin standing on the porch of the Manchester in South Sea Village. I’m pretty sure he didn’t want me taking his picture. Points to me for taking it, though, as I’ve always been bad at that sort of thing. I have one of me from that summer where I’m standing next to this girl I had a crush on (Ellory?) in some crazy shorts with my socks pulled up to my knees – I’ll scan it sometime I have more time. The roll of film that these pics come from was lost for years, discovered and sent for developing and printing when I was trading rooms with Emily summer before college, so there’s a lot of image damage on the full shots which manifests itself in this picture as weird darkness in the image.
