This was a grab shot, just a candid on the street, but I was struck by the contrast between the young couple and the older man. It seemed to spark stories. Why was he turning away? What was he thinking? Was he remembering? Was it pleasant or painful? Or was he even noticing at all? Maybe he was just trying to hear on his cell phone. Perhaps he was in his own world and never even noticed them. They certainly seem to be in their own universe. Sometimes, on the street, we seem to be ghosts to one another; if we're even noticed, strangers become vessels into which we pour projections rather than actual people.
Tech: Canon PowerShot IS S3.