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IN a woods near Saratoga Springs, Playwright Thornton Wilder sat composing a eulogy to the late Thomas Mann. As he wrote, a small balding man, quiet and sharp-eyed as a young deer, moved among the trees, observing and pausing to focus his Leica. The click of the shutter among the bird sounds and leaf rustles was inaudible. Later Wilder wrote in the photographer's memento book: "To Alfred Eisenstaedtnot only a master photographer but a presence so tactful and soothing that I found myself working really workingand working extra well while he...
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