Ghosts and heroes
I had only been in Sana'a a few days when we met. I bumped into him as I walked through the souq in the old city. He had a look of deep concentration about him, a small grey beard and a few old, bashed-up cameras around his neck.
We stood together for a second watching the passers-by before he noticed my camera and asked "Do you do this for a living?". "No" I responded, "I do it because I enjoy it. Do you?"
"Well... I'm in Magnum" he replied.
"Look", he said, nodding towards a group of women observing hijab, "Just like ghosts". Seconds later, he swung a camera round in front of him and was gone.
Posted: 20.05.2007 | Comments: 1 | Add a comment
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I hadn't read this. Beautifully written!