There is a beggar in the middle of the overpass by the electronics market. He is stretched out awkwardly on his stomach diverting people as they walk by. I will not be taking pictures of him but moving down to the end of the walkway, he is still on my mind. I pick a spot next to a garbage can at the top of the stairs.
Category: Wuhan
Underpass South
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Bike Commute
Early Commute
I sit on a narrow wall with campus behind me and East Lake in front of me. But the lake is hidden. I can only see as far as the bus stop.
Flower Lady
A girl plays with a spray bottle, using it as a squirt gun. I try to ignore the first drops on my camera. But when it gets too be too much, I shoo her away.
Taxi Stand
Big Gate
I stand still and watch the people walking by. They come in clumps. Couples and groups of friends. Or strangers grouped by stoplights. A baby squats in the center of my frame. Is this really happening? I keep taking pictures.