Bones

The town isn’t important. The factory is what made the town important, so we will start there. The factory manufactured small tripods for expensive cameras. The factory became highly regarded in the field. Reputation is everything in the tripod market. The last thing a photographer needs while aiming at the perfect picture is the tripod crapping out. Ansel Adams once slit the throat of a gypsy who sold him a faulty tripod. The thing with the tripod factory that made them so reliable, so robust, was that the tripods were fashioned from the bones of the town’s residents. The factory closed once the town ran out of product.

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