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I can still feel the kitchen. The morning. The smell of coffee cooked rather than brewed. The sorrow. The perseverance. I can feel my welcome. My place. Acceptance that was not unexpected, but became precious as life moved on. As was sharing these moments with Geir in the place where we would exchange engagement rings, where we would take the next steps in our life together.Kate JordahlText by Kate JordahlTante Bj%u00f8rg's Kitchen, Kristiansund, NorwayVintage Silver Gelatin Print, 1989