Paul Plett
My hands started to shake. My friend Paul had just taken a very expensive camera from me. I’m not sure why they were shaking. Was it muscle fatigue? I’d been holding the fairly heavy camera at chest level for what felt like more than an hour. My poor feeble arm muscles weren’t used to being in that position, let alone bearing weight. They might have been shaking from relief. The camera was worth thousands of dollars – the most expensive thing I’ve ever held, and I’d spent the evening cradling it while repeatedly walking backwards over a bridge, the occasional...



