A couple weeks ago this nice gentlemen approached us on the street in front of The Russell Hotel. He asked us a few questions and asked if he could take our picture. We knew the little conversation we had was this mans way to ask for some spare change. He made a whole act of it, asking our address and names. At one point it looked like he was writing down random words we said, as if he were writing a bio of our love story. He promised to send us the pictures if we would give him three quid. Goodbye three quid (Jen is reaching into her purse in the picture below).
Nice little show, kind Sir.
Then in the mail today we received the two pictures he took. It really touched us. He wasn't scamming. He's just trying to make a few extra pounds to get through the week.
I hope we run into our little photographer friend again some day.
2 comments:
And the picture came out great!
such a sweet story!
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