a perfect stranger

These are perfect strangers I met on Sunday. Each of them shared a moment and a story with me. I can’t quite exactly explain what made me pick them from the crowd but I instinctively felt something unique going on.

Meet the crazy pavement artist, the lovely man with crazy sunglasses and a traveler from Kansas with a German origin.

I’ll let you match the descriptions yourself.

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a Monday teahouse

I think I don’t normally take this sort of pictures.

They kind of just happened, unplanned. Sometimes it’s the way it goes.

It’s a Monday teahouse