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7 girls, group, sitting, hugging own knees, self-embrace, knees up, arms around knees, sitting on ground, lined up, in a row, side by side, front view, from front, straight-on, eye-level, looking straight ahead, looking at viewer, slight smile, closed mouth, varied summer school uniforms, elementary school uniform, junior high school uniform, high school uniform, short sleeves, pleated skirt, running track, schoolyard, outdoors, daytime, depth of field, clean linework
Seven girls sit in a straight row across a red running track, shoulder to shoulder, seen from directly in front at exactly their eye height, so the camera looks level into seven faces and the front edges of their sneakers run across the lower foreground in one slightly stepping line. Every girl sits the same neat way — knees drawn up together and hugged by both arms wrapped around the shins, wrists crossed loosely at the ankles, palms resting on the far side of her own shins, buttocks and the backs of her thighs flat on the track, heels drawn in close to her body — yet their heights stair-step across the frame: the smallest at the left, then each girl a little taller until the tallest at the right, so the tops of the seven heads form a rising diagonal and the row stays a coherent single choir line. Left to right: a third-grade girl with a short bob, straight-cut bangs and a white short-sleeved polo with a small folded collar and a navy pleated skirt; a fifth-grade girl with long hair in a high ponytail whose tail falls forward over one shoulder, in a white short-sleeved button-up with an open collar and the same navy pleated skirt; a first-year junior high girl with shoulder-length hair tucked behind one ear, in a white short-sleeved shirt and a grey pleated skirt; a second-year junior high girl with a high ponytail, in a white short-sleeved shirt and a grey pleated skirt; a third-year junior high girl with long straight hair parted center and falling in a dark curtain over both shoulders, in a white short-sleeved shirt and a grey pleated skirt; a first-year high school girl with a neat blunt hime cut, in a white short-sleeved blouse with a soft round collar and a blue plaid pleated skirt; and a third-year high school girl with long wavy hair spilling past her shoulders, in a white short-sleeved blouse and the same blue plaid pleated skirt. Each uniform is visibly its own: the two elemental skirts plain navy with a single pressed crease per pleat, the three junior-high skirts a cooler grey with knife pleats lying flat, the two high-school skirts a fine blue-and-white plaid whose pleats swing slightly open where the hips compress — the differing hem lines and hem lengths land at slightly different heights on their shins, which is what makes the variety legible at a glance. All seven faces are turned dead to the front, all fourteen eyes looking straight into the lens, each mouth closed in a small quiet smile, corners lifted but never a grin; two or three of the younger girls' smiles reach their eyes while the older girls keep theirs polite and calm, and none of them glance sideways at a neighbor. The light comes from a clear high afternoon sky, falling almost vertically, so each face is lit softly from above with a small band of shadow beneath the chin, beneath the fringe, and under each knee, and each girl throws only a short compact shadow that pools directly under her seat on the track — the seven shadows merge into one low dark strip along the bottom edge. The track itself runs left to right behind and beneath them as a broad band of weathered brick red with fine rubber granules catching pinpoint highlights, one thin white lane line crossing behind their shoulders at an angle, and beyond the track a strip of green field and a low blurred school building wall that softens into depth of field so the seven girls stay the only sharp thing. A faint breeze moves the ponytails, the loose bangs and the skirt hems, which lift an inch off the shins on the windward side; the wind also carries a few flecks of track rubber that have settled on the toe caps of their white sneakers. Gentle, glossy, clean-lined palette of brick red, fresh white, navy, cool grey and pale blue plaid, sunny and quiet.
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