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had a little old lady pushing a cart stop next to me when i pulled the camera out after seein it a block away and deciding against only to change my mind right before it went away forever.
"whaddaya doin?"
then
"how do you think they got up there?"
quickly talking her way thru it, she says 'oh they stood on the fire escape' then paused, then, 'how do you think they did the other stuff?' then, almost to herself "they climbed down the ladder'. then
"whaddaya going to do now?"
"what do you mean? i guess.."
"well, don't you work for a magazine? why are you taking this picture? do you make a living doing this?"
weakly, "umm, maybe someday. ahh, have a good day maam." and she still looking up as i trundled on