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Man and his love for the Indian This man lives on the street near De La Concha. His daily ritual is to talk to the wooden Indian at the front of the store, caress his cheek, and then, having thus communicated with the Native American Spirit, he departs. I was not quick enough with the camera to catch him in the middle of his ritual, but only afterward. The blur is because the camera's autofocus was fooled by the window that separated me from my subject. I will, however, claim that the blur was intentional and represents very well the state of the poor guy's mind. |