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Back when I was a kid I received a home darkroom developing kit. I remember the gift coming from a favourite aunt and uncle. I've been lugging that kit back and forth across the country, as I've moved from job to job, for probably 50 years. Last weekend, I decided to haul it up from the basement. I found a paper envelope in the kit. Inside, a black and white negative. Odd size. Definitely not 120; it won't fit in my film holders for the scanner. So, I plopped it right on the glass and pressed the button.