This irascible guy had been drinking beer at an outdoor table and is upset because the ATM wouldn’t give him any more money. It probably didn’t help that he turned around and saw me taking his picture.
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I take pictures of people I don’t know.
Sometimes they smile, sometimes they frown. I can try to make educated guesses but in truth I never really know how they are going to respond.
I have been prowling streets for only slightly more than half a year now, but have accumulated some encounters you may find interesting.
The above is from the Foreword to a photo-essay, “If Looks Could Kill: When Strangers Notice You Taking Their Picture.” Click on the title if you wish to read the 26 page pdf.
I should point out that this Friday night gathering in downtown St. Pete is not a Harley group but a much more benign mix of Honda, Kawasaki & Triumph. Fewer tattoos and prettier girls, too.
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