I should have taken a photo of the frozen yogurt I got today at Tangysweet. It was, indeed, tangy and sweet. Instead, I sat all creepy-like at the corner of the store and photographed people crossing the street. I’m a little bit of a baby about street photography. Okay, I’m a big baby about street photography. I don’t want to bother people, though I do want to get the shot. It’s a source of conflict for me. Here are a couple photos from my spot behind the window.
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