To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have be — Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
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To remember is to rewrite. To photograph is to replace. The only reliable memories, I suppose, are the ones that have been forgotten. They are the dark rooms of the mind. Unopened, untouched, and uncorrupted.

— Abby Geni, The Lightkeepers
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