Oh man.
I've wanted to photograph the bag lady for so long. I was sitting on the couch this morning with Max and she walked by. We called out to her and offered her a cigarette. She gladly accepted and told us many tales of creamed rice and even some about her brother, who was a painter. As a painter he was never allowed to have ash trays, so he'd ash his cigarette in his cupped hand and put the ash in his pocket. So this is what she did.
Nikon D200
35mm f2 at f2.8
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