This is Len. I passed him on Prince Street last week and had to do a quick double-take after ten seconds because he looked familiar. He was familiar; actually, he was the one whom I had trouble getting to back away far enough to fit into my frame:
The conversation went: I told him I had taken his photo a few weeks ago. He looked unsure. I told him it was on a Friday, gave him the street. He still looked unsure. (Really?) I recalled that he wore sunglasses and a navy long jacket. It wasn’t until he confirmed that he had these items that he recognised me. On one hand, one could be perplexed at how a person could forget their own wardrobe. Then again, look at how many bags he’s carrying.