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Story: Shortly after arriving in Chinatown, I realized that the film inside my camera snapped, which would mean that I'd have to unload it in a dark room and put it back in its canister. But as I didn't want to go back to my hostel without taking any pictures (I walked for an hour and a half, after all), I looked for a dark corner and quickly stuffed the exposed film into a black pouch, then replaced it with a new roll of film. Naturally, all the shots are ruined with lightstreaks, scratches and fabric marks. But I'm glad that I'm able to make out at least some of the pictures.
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