The following photo is the PHOTO PROMPT. Does it download a story to your head. Tell us in a hundred words or less–beginning, middle and and end.
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Shalom,
Rochelle
Genre: Historical Friction
Word Count: 100
TRASH 80
“Isn’t it beautiful?” Jan showed off his latest acquisition from Radio Shack.
I fumed. “Our electric typewriter works just fine. A computer will end up being another dust collector like your precious Polaroid SX-70.”
“How was I supposed to know the film would cost a fortune?”
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Thirty-six years have passed since that day. I’ve acquired my own desktop, scanner-printer combo, a netbook for travel and Jan takes sharp pictures with his iPad.
He reads my story over my shoulder and says with a sly smile, “Lemme get a rag for you.”
“Why?”
“You’ve been at it hours. You’re collecting dust.”
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