vanishing
I told you one of my stories about people disappearing.
It happens from time to time in circumstances that
Might be explainable, although I can't see how.
I was walking along a pavement before the opening to an estate.
A man walked out turning a corner ahead of me. Where he was walking, there was a paling fence about six foot high. Opposite a long hedge bordering a cricket club, and that stretch, about a hundred yards ended in a roundabout.
I crossed behind him, and when I entered that area, and couldn't have been a minute behind him, there was no sign of him.
I reached the roundabout, but could not see him anywhere.
I had an experience at art college, photographing my paintings.
A fellow students was holding the bigger ones.
This was back in the days of Polaroids.
I developed them all one by one on the spot, but
My fellow students was not on any one of the photographs.
Bizarre.
I never knew what happened to him.....
Could that have been trying to tell me something about his future?
Or are there people here with us who don't photograph?
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