This willing guy with his tattoo and hat, the sun through the leaves, the black wall – a perfect combination.

Working at Madame Tussauds and P&C as neighbour, she is the liveliness itself.

Because of the joint he was in a good mood and more or less ordered me to take a pic of him – I did, because I was in a good mood too.

Outside the continuum between ‘no, fuck off!’ and ‘okay’ there is this ‘yes, great!’ – like she is.

With the wind, with permission, with the pipe, with estimation for this blog.

Though she just arrived on the Coffee Festival, she was wide awake and good-humored.

The fact that she ‘only’ spoke French, Italian and Spanish was no problem at all.

As much liveliness as the volume of his beard.

Never been in a war – though playing soldier in peace is always fun.

After the shot came the brittle laugh – and the permission

They liked the cam – the cam and the photographer like them.

Knows everything about brains – and uses them rather inspiring.

Probably he always comforts her when she is a little confused.

No bargaining needed – she agreed immediately.

Student who leaves Pont 13 after dinner.