For about two years, Hell Betty has been trying to get me to pose with her for a picture she can hang on her shop wall. She runs an old-time photoshop in Virginia City called “Penelope Pennyworth’s Photography.”
Finally, I consented, and now I wonder why I hesitated. No sooner had I said yes than Hell Betty had me dressed up in clothing that made me into a pocket-miner bootlegging moonshine on the side.
As she posed beside me, her assistant Sammy took several pictures of us as we acted out a scene where we were behind a barn imbibing on the hard stuff. After a dozen or maybe fewer clicks of the shutter, we finished.
While I removed my costuming and put the props away, Hell Betty uploaded the images so that we could look at them. From there, we selected four frames, and Sammy printed them up.
Finally, Hell Betty picked her favorite and placed it in a frame. It now resides on the wall among other pictures used to advertise the business and help customers imagine their own scenarios for an old-time photo.
Hopefully, Hell Betty will ask me to pose again with her. I want to do one with the both of us in the bathtub.
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