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RE: DWELLING The Novel - Chapter FOURTEEN: Booby Prize
I still have my old black and white enlarger, maybe I need to dig it out. I miss the bottoms of my trousers legs smelling of developing fluid, saturated from the dark room floor.
Haha. My trouser legs smell of so many strange things now that I have kids. I wonder if development fluid might act as a repellent to greasy little hands? If so I’m commandeering our bathtub.