It's sort of reaffirming of some natural order that writers can share a common thread of the understanding of humanity, and of the rôle of what's essentially personal photography within it.
It's perhaps arguable, too, that for some professionals it is also the reason they took it up as work: the perpetuation of the state of grace that permits the funding for the continuation of that lovely game of make-believe. It fits me to the letter. It was never inwardly about the client; it was ever about the gig and the game, the client's money just making it possible. I think many models also saw their lives that way; how painful for both when that ends, more rapidly for the girls than for the snappers as I was sometimes ruefully reminded.