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I wasn't sure why I was taking this seemingly pointless shot but upon reflection, it was subconscious.

17 years after leaving the town, I had returned to Murree, where I had spent the first 10 years of my life. Back in those days, this door was not locked; there was a shoemaker and his brother and I remember numerous trips to them with my dad having the caps of my school shoes fixed, or replacing the inlays. For some odd reason the memories of the visits to the shoemaker are clear as day.

Turning the corner onto this side road, I anticipated to see someone there but no one. Looking at this picture again, I realise how much I still miss the shoe maker

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Additional Photos by Kamran Channa (kschanna) Gold Star Critiquer/Gold Star Workshop Editor/Gold Note Writer [C: 275 W: 98 N: 500] (2596)
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