n photo essay
On photographer Terence Duffy’s first morning driving through a neigh-
borhood in Paradise, he saw the remnants of two trampolines and imag-
ined children bouncing over the fence looking at each other. He passed
scorched swimming pools where celebrations likely happened. “You can
kind of build these stories of what might have been,” Duffy says. That night
he returned to his motel room and started touching things around him,
like a bed and chair. “How does something like this disappear?” he recalls
thinking. “So I was touching everything and feeling how tactile it was. Then
I went to go wash my face and saw how much soot was on me and I looked
in the mirror, and I just lost it.”
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