8.31.2020

long distance

There is something about this telephone company building in the middle of a field near a town called Rover that has always appealed to me. It reminds me of the party line we had in Vermont years ago, and of the way people used to call one another early in the morning or after 8 o'clock at night, when long distance rates were cheaper, and talk for less than three minutes. Times have changed, and people have mostly given up land lines (though I still have three for emergencies). But the land and the wires are still there.
      In other news, photographer Donna Ferrato has a piece about a photo shoot being done by another photographer, Martin Schoeller, in New York. I did a story on Schoeller years ago. Funny that he and Donna fetched up together. Both have done a lot of work with the homeless.

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