Nothing like a freshly CLA'ed camera, you know?
I grew up with my dad's darkroom just off my bedroom (actually, you had to walk through my bedroom to get there), and I think the chronic exposure to developer and fixer made an imprint on my adolescent brain -- I really miss it! Now all of my film has to be sent out for processing and scanning, so that I can sit down in front of Photoshop, eyes bulging and glazed...what I wouldn't give for the rhythm of the ticking timer, the noisy fan, the slow dribble of rinse water down the drain...
Enjoy the darkroom work!
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