Snap decisions: why crowding into a photo booth with friends is still a magical experience | Nova Weetman

Whenever I’m out late with friends and we pass a photo booth, I drag them in so I can add to the gallery of faces I love seeing each dayLast New Year’s Eve, I was out with a friend. We had no plans, so we met at a local cinema and then wandered the long street between our houses, pausing for a drink or two in various bars and chatting to strangers doing the same. We stopped when we became hungry and shared a plate of curries and drank beer in the window of an Indian restaurant, watch