Condy Cattan was the most prominent photographer of them all.
She could take ten photos and have ten fantastic photos, where
others could take 50 photos and only have six great ones.
Condy was also the most unafraid photographer in all of Liverpool.
She could appear suicidal to the masses, and jump right in front of
a car just to get that ONE good shot.
One day, Condy told her boss, Jane Franko, to go fuck herself!
Merely a minute later, Condy had quit her job, and just a week
later started freelancing, taking jobs wherever she got offers.
She ended up in Egypt, they say, shooting
pyramids and sarcophaguses, Ras and Anubises.
When she died, killed by rebels while documenting the inner
city rebellion, it is said that the shooting stopped for a few minutes,
and the two opposing parts went down on their knees and prayed.
It is also said that she was given her own sarcophagus, and that she was
buried somewhere near the Sphinx.
Many have looked. None have found. However, be it old or new,
her photographs remain forever found in the hearts of all who see them.
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