Everything is personal.
(And most everything here is mine unless otherwise indicated.)
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Today was a somewhat eventful day. Attempting to wrap up everything in the office in order to head out of town again. Downloading and sorting through the film I shot yesterday. (I shot a very talented dancer friend yesterday; very excited about the results.) I saw an attractive young girl with head shaved walking the streets of Brooklyn topless. On my way to Boston I complained about the traffic, later realizing it was caused by a very bad accident ahead: a sedan turned upside down by the median, and an SUV balanced on top of it and on top of the median. Three or four fire trucks and quite a few cop cars and ambulances around the scene. Lots of people milling about. A pedestrian overpass just ahead, packed with a big audience. It all looked like a film set to me: there go all these young men and women wrapping up the shot, to move on to the next shot somewhere else. Then I found myself at the same Friendly’s restaurant I stopped at a few weeks ago on my way to another shoot. (Taken with Instagram)
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