I found this lovely pamphlet at the Union Square Market. Or rather, it found me:
Carla Gahr approached me amidst the bustle of The Union Square market. She has pale skin and tends towards dramatic make up, and her handsflutter when she speaks. She is, on the whole, somewhat less than relaxed, but the small, brightly colored photograph book she assembles, one of which she handed to me on the spot, are, in some odd way, very relaxing.
She sells them for twenty or thirty dollars at various stores such as Paul Smith.
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