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In the 1950s, Swiss photographer Robert Frank snapped a photo of a Miami Beach elevator girl gazing upward, lost in thought, which was included in his 1958 photographic road-trip journal “The Americans.”
In the book’s introduction, Jack Kerouac wondered about her, writing, “That little ole lonely elevator girl looking up sighing in an elevator full of blurred demons, what’s her name & address?”
Kerouac never found out, because Sharon Collins only recognized herself as the girl in the photo [12] years ago, when “The Americans” was being exhibited in San Francisco. [She stated,] “I stood in front of this particular photograph for probably a full five minutes, not knowing why I was staring at it. And then it really dawned on me that the girl in the picture was me.”](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lfa3xwgZ2p1qamh03o1_500.jpg)
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In the 1950s, Swiss photographer Robert Frank snapped a photo of a Miami Beach elevator girl gazing upward, lost in thought, which was included in his 1958 photographic road-trip journal “The Americans.”
In the book’s introduction, Jack Kerouac wondered about her, writing, “That little ole lonely elevator girl looking up sighing in an elevator full of blurred demons, what’s her name & address?”
Kerouac never found out, because Sharon Collins only recognized herself as the girl in the photo [12] years ago, when “The Americans” was being exhibited in San Francisco. [She stated,] “I stood in front of this particular photograph for probably a full five minutes, not knowing why I was staring at it. And then it really dawned on me that the girl in the picture was me.”
(Source: carbonbones, via debbipete)
