It was a Friday evening & I was in Harold Square waiting to meet friends when I bumped into this young man.

He was dressed rather handsomely so I had to stop him for a photo. I got two images and his eyes were closed in both of them but I guess that’s ok. It is what it is.

After I thanked him for stopping, I wondered where he may be going with that freshly coiffed hair, serious ascot and starched white shit.

Sometimes, I find it best not to ask people questions so that I can make up my own stories with my vivid imagination. And you know I love a good story! I often come up with some fun scenarios that entertain me while looking at many of my images of anonymous beautiful strangers.

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