“No, no! Don’t move it! There’s no need! I can use that,” I was almost pleading with the landlord of the new apartment in Boston. It was a duplex, and the owner/landlord had left a bit of kitchen counter in the renter’s side of the basement. “I can set up my darkroom there.” Which I did. And then took a picture of it. And developed it right there.
Then, the other day, I found the scan of it in a long-neglected folder on the computer, some twenty years after it was taken.