I am a photographer of the dying breed, the one that still shoots with film. After I get my film developed and scanned at the lab around my house, I rush back home to look through my images. This one time, though, there was an extra set of photographs which technically I did not find, but rather, they found me. Some person’s photos from a trip to Tunisia were mixed in with my own scans. The curious thing about this was that I was a month away from my family vacation to Tunisia. Having this coincidence take place halfway around the world, in Panama, was fascinating as it gave me a taste of what to expect through the pictures of some unknown person.