Play Me Please

The piano was out on the sidewalk with an open invitation. A guy on a skateboard passed by, playing a flute. Young people with clipboards wanted to talk about saving the honeybees. Someone was composing poems on the spot on an old portable typewriter. All in all, a pleasant walk through downtown, even though I didn't find the red leggings I hoped to buy.

Hipstamatic: Lowy lens, Estrada 88 film