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The Polaroid Essay Preview: The Polaroid Report this essay THE POLAROID I look down at my hands covered in my brother’s blood, his body laying motionless and cold on the firm timber floor. We never should have moved. 48 hours earlier “Tom come outside and help us unpack now” Mum yelled. I walked out of.
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