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Ethnography Essay: My Senior Year Of High School

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In late April of my senior year of high school my Twin sister, Sherri, wanted to go do a photoshoot for her intro to photography class. Without knowing a thing about what she was doing both my best friend, Ashley, and I agreed to help her out with this. After school was over that afternoon, we began to walk off campus toward Sherri’s intended destination. Little did either of us know that she wanted to visit the old abandoned hospital less than a mile off campus. “Doesn’t this count as trespassing,” one of us said, but Sherri just waved off the concern. Her professor encouraged going to places like this, she had said. Walking down the street she just went right up to the front entrance and waltzed in like she wasn’t doing anything illegal at

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