So I'm taking a few shots and mumbling under my breath about street lights and background noise and stuff when I hear a grunt. I drop the camera from in front of my face and guess who's 10 feet right in front of me.
Excuse the pictures, I didn't have time to make adjustments. I was all set up for distant landscapes and stuff. He looked at me for a second or two longer and then headed on down the road.
From there it was coffee and danish time.
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