Waiting in a parking lot, I started to take photographs to use up film. Yes. Film. It was a cool afternoon, cloudy, about +18C. There is nothing else to say other than the time was slow, the people walking at various paces, in various directions, in various moods. Some shuffling about, one hunched by pop machines. Others pushing carts. Some observing, some talking. Some waiting. Some wondering what the hell could be worst or happen next.
© D. Wall