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I have a great coat. I have round black eyes. I have a cap. I raise my hands. I am the boy whose hands are raised in the picture.
Photographs shock us in so far as they show us something novel. Unfortunately, the ante keeps getting raised—partly through the very proliferation of such images of horror. One’s first encounter with…
Zusammen und zu Fuss.
Their backpacks on, Enzo and Mimmo walk at a steady pace along the Appian Way, not saying a word.
They won’t go very far this time though, because Enzo has a lot to do before…
[One] of the most evident features of New York photography has so far not been addressed by writers: the fact that, in every account, the great majority of the photographers concerned were or are Jews…