All 5 years of college I took photos of the room I was in. It started as a way to show friends how OCD I looked in comparison to my messier roommate and when I moved to NYC I took them for my Mom because she always had to leave before I finished unpacking. But while doing renovations I realized I didn't have any photos of the house I've lived in for almost 20 years. Better late than never.
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