Dead Shutter
T his is one of those stories whose truthfulness simply cannot be proven or disproven, and none of my subsequent experiences with the items involved in our transaction has lent any credibility to the suggestion that these things really happened. What is beyond doubt, however, is that I got a particularly good deal on my acquisition. It all began with an advertisement in the newspaper. Professional camera equipment—bodies, lenses, flash lights, tripods, batteries—for sale. Everything must go. Will accept any reasonable offer . It gave the address of a coffee shop in Taipei’s Songshan District. As a budding amateur photographer, I had recently wanted to upgrade my mid-range digital camera to something more advanced, but the prohibitively high prices of the models that I was interested in had forced me to put such dreams on hold. Perhaps secondhand was the better alternative. I visited the coffee shop the following day during lunch break. Heavy rain was pelting the windshield as ...
