Ocean Beach
September,2013
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1 min readOct 10, 2013
It was a rare sunny day in San Francisco. I met up with a fellow photographer. We discussed cameras, business, fears. We drove in search of, whatever.
At one end of the city is the beach; we walk. I grab snapshots, forcing myself past the intrusiveness of the camera. These people must hate us. Always taking.
The lone sunbather doesn’t know, doesn’t care. She is confident; content. I’m sure.
