Photographer Unknown, (Reinforced with Steel)
“You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I’ve got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.”
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Photographer Unknown, (Reinforced with Steel)
“You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I’ve got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.”
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Photographer Unknown, (Briefs with the Rolled-Down Band)
“He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced–or seemed to face–the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.”
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Photographer Unknown, (Fascination of an Object Above)
“He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced–or seemed to face–the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.”
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Photographer Unknown, (Relaxed in Himself)
“He smiled understandingly-much more than understandingly. It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life. It faced–or seemed to face–the whole eternal world for an instant, and then concentrated on you with an irresistible prejudice in your favor. It understood you just as far as you wanted to be understood, believed in you as you would like to believe in yourself, and assured you that it had precisely the impression of you that, at your best, you hoped to convey.”
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Photographer Unknown, (Two Pairs of Jeans with Belts)
“They slipped briskly into an intimacy from which they never recovered.”
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