New York.

Prince Street, Soho.

Here’s a photo I took a while back that I almost forgot all about. At the time I shot it from the hip while walking (she’s not posing and likely didn’t know I was there), just another candid photo on a sunny, summer day. But while sorting through frames this morning I found myself stopping on it for a while. The 4th of July has been on my mind for the past few days, so maybe it’s just that she’s got the American flag tote. Actually, I’m sure that’s what it is, just some subtle reminder of the banger holiday this season (in the U.S.) … Anyway, today the U.S. are playing Germany in the World Cup in a match that, if it doesn’t end in a draw, you can almost count on me throwing things and being fairly irritated well into the weekend.