Today out in Downtown Crossing I noticed some old Leica's hanging around an older man's neck. The thought went through my head that he was probably a tourist, and got out his old tried and true flim cameras to record his vacation. Nothing digital for this purist. He had a flash connected to one of the cameras with a long sync cord, too.
Then, without focusing, he lunged at a passerby, the flash firing, like a lizard goes for a fly. He was working...making images...
I watched for a little while longer, as he stalked his quarry, not sure if I was watching a crackpot or a genius...
And funny, everyone around him was as complacent as bugs on a bush...not knowing they might end up in some developing tray somewhere.
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