Corner View - The Unveiling

Do I really want to reveal myself, my real self? What or who, exactly, is a real self anyway?



As a child I was already starting to resemble my Italian grandparents. And I think I look more like myself then than I did here:



That, up there, was a long, long time ago. But I still remember her, most of the time. And I miss her.

Here is NOW:


And it wouldn't be an unveiling without this:




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