The book felt heavy in my pocket as I sat here. Really heavy. I was about to give it up, surrender it to fate. Where? How? Oh dear. Even now as I type this I realize there are at least three pages not shown in these photographs and I said to myself, oh I'll just set up the tripod and shoot them and re-import them. But ... but...the book's gone now. It's in the hands of fate. . . That's how heavy it is and accustomed I am to having it.