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Michael Almereyda has collected a beautiful gallery of William Eggleston's unseen work in Paris Review, with commentary on the everyday people he really loved to photograph:

He was a dentist. We immediately became best friends. I can’t even say why. I’ll think about it, and if I come up with anything, you’ll be the first to know.

This was not the only photo of "T.C.":

T. C., alone in a graffiti-scrawled room, is the solitary nude in “William Eggleston’s Guide” (Museum of Modern Art, New York, 1976). The blood-red ceiling, one of Eggleston’s most iconic images, was located under T. C.’s roof in Greenwood, Mississippi, though that home, Bill takes pains to insist, is not the site on view here.

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