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A Moment in Our Time

Last month, Nat Meier set out to photograph the house where she grew up. She took the day off work, collected her things and caught a train from San Francisco to the East Bay city of San Leandro. With her Canon film camera in hand, she walked the narrow streets soaking up not only the golden sunlight, but also the details of her surroundings. Through her lens, she saw rows of houses with their miniature lawns, blossoming orange trees, and neatly tiled roofs. There were empty sidewalks, driveways shaded by eucalyptus leaves, and cars resting beneath silver covers. Every street set the scene for her next shot.

When she finally reached her old neighborhood, she stumbled upon something unexpected...

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