Photography, alone of the arts, seems perfected to serve the desire humans have for a moment - this very moment - to stay.
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Nationality: American Type: Photographer Born: 1945 |
I remember my first friend who got sick. It was 1981, and the disease was called the gay cancer. I don't think the word 'AIDS' came out until '84. I just remember it being terrifying as more people got sick. We didn't know how you could catch it, you heard all kinds of crazy things.

