Girl Dancing In Front Of Her Teddy Bear. Paris, 1961 Your camera is the only true currency that goes to sleep uncorrupted by Srishti Saharia buying your first camera is like joining a religion— there is a hologram of vacancy in the milk broth of your native emptiness that needs to be replaced to guarantee that your body does not smother anxiety and then rot like grapes on the greasy godless vines so you erect an airbrushed shrine of faith and steal mangoes from their mugshots