Jessica Davis

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He looked older than in the wedding photographs Jo had found online – barely recognisable, in fact. It had been taken out of doors, and in the background was a beach, blurred by the distance. He stood looking to the left of the camera, his hands in his pockets. It was what a critic might have called an honest portrait in black and white; a thin-faced, middle-aged man gazing into the distance, but whether into the distant past or the distant future it was impossible to say. The expression was that of a man resigned. It was in its own way a striking image, not least because it was technically ...more
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