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Genre: Historical Fiction
Word Count: 100
Adolescent Arthur Fellig rented a pony and took pictures of neighborhood kids with his secondhand View Camera.
“I wipe their faces and give ‘em a ride.” He winked. “Then sell their folks the photos.”
Years later, armed with a police-band radio, Speed Graphic camera and a makeshift darkroom in his trunk, he lurked in the shadows of New York. His black and whites captured the city’s seamier side like no others.
“You’re always on time.” Amazed reporters shook their heads. “You must have a Ouija board or something. What’s your secret?”
“Ain’t no secret.” Weegee shrugged. “F/8 and be there.”