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When I was a kid, the holidays brought on two things: boisterous family dinners with my 13 Irish cousins and their families, and several photo sessions where every single grandpa, aunt, uncle, kid and dog had to be lined up and photographed in any number of decorative arrangements. The process could take an hour and felt like a day. After a few seasons of this, my next-eldest cousin and I discovered a good way to get ourselves kicked out of these interminable sessions. We would wait and smile patiently until just before the Brownie bulb flash before screwing up our faces, sticking out our tongues and generally turning ourselves into little trolls. When the slides and prints came back from developing, there we’d be, for all eternity, with our faces squashed in extremely amusing positions.
