
I was photographing the sea from the railing next to this bench, while he watched me. Eventually I told him how I like his ink and asked if I could take his picture. After I showed it to him we had a quick laugh about our spreading middles.

I was photographing the sea from the railing next to this bench, while he watched me. Eventually I told him how I like his ink and asked if I could take his picture. After I showed it to him we had a quick laugh about our spreading middles.
Took a walk in the park last weekend and discovered that old white men were all going shirtless. Somehow, I didn’t get the memo.



