The Guy Sitting Next to Me


Some museum, somewhere, and Sharon has to go to the bathroom. What does a guy do but fuck around with his camera? I guess he was looking at me with amusement and trying to figure out what I was up to. I was up to photographing the guy next to me—that’s all.

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