This might have been a great photo, had the club been open and filled with tipsy revelers on those couches, oblivious to the disparity just on the other side of the ivy... still, it struck me...

The only good thing to come out of this particular job. One rainy afternoon and it's miraculous aftermath.

What else do you shoot when confronted with vastness of the pacific?

Why the back of a peeling market wall, that's what.

 

Good thing i thought to turn my head.

The second good thing to come out of this job.

 

Watching a plane doing a flyby of tower 18