This week’s found photo– date and place unknown. It’s a Polaroid, faded to a lovely jaundice. I like the way the fellow on the right is cuddling his bottle like it’s a baby. Can anyone tell what type of hootch it is? His eyes come right out of a Wynonie Harris song (“your eyes look like two cherries/in a glass of buttermilk”). His breath seems to seep right through time, you can almost smell the booze breathe. The child in pigtails seems like she’s knows something that the adults will never figure out. She’s almost haunting. Where and when is this is from? What are they celebrating? It’s any one’s guess.