“Memories light the corners of my mind
Misty water-colored memories / of the way we were…”
“Can it be that it was all so simple then?
Or has time re-written every line?
If we had the chance to do it all again
Tell me, would we? Could we?”
The Way We Were, Barbra Streisand (1973).
One might be forgiven for thinking that an innocent man would not care to be photographed so gleefully and ostentatiously beneath the name (almost) of someone he claims falsely accused him of murder. To most people with a glimmer of intelligence this picture would seem to be quite revealing in itself.
Even after all this time he still can’t get her out of his head.