This was taken on a summer sunday morning in the plaza just north of the Pike Place Market. There were hundreds of people milling about. No, he wasn't shouting at me for aiming the camera at him. I was standing on a little grassy knoll under the shade of a tree with a crowd of street people longing around me on the grass. He didn't even notice me there were twenty people closer to him than I was. I had to time my shots for openings in the continuous flow of humanity passing in front of him.
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