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“I had taken the photograph from afar (distance being the basic glitch in our relationship), using my Nikon and zoom lens while hiding behind a fake marble pillar. I was hiding because if he knew I'd been secretly photographing him for all these months he would think I was immature, neurotic and obsessive. I'm not. I'm an artist. Artists are always misunderstood.(Thwonk)”

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Joan Bauer
Joan Bauer

Joan Bauer is an American writer known for her works in children's and young adult literature. Her books often address social issues such as poverty, discrimination, and environmental protection. Born on July 12, 1951, Bauer graduated from Southern Illinois University with a Bachelor of Arts in English Literature. more

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