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Stranger No. 13
If you have been following along up to this point, you may have noticed that so far all of the “strangers” on this site have been male. Part of this project is getting the courage to start a conversation with a stranger on the street and ask to take their picture. For a foreign male
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Stranger No. 12
Andanan (spelling) was sitting on the floor of what you might consider a garage, with piles of bundles of banana leaves behind him. He was taking them, one leaf at a time, and cutting them into pieces about 18 inches long, and throwing the unusable parts away. In India (Tamil Nadu, anyway), it is traditional
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Stranger No. 11
Stranger No. 11 is Abdul Ghafar. Â I actually didn’t ask his permission before shooting – I saw him across the way, and he was so engrossed in his work, and the light was perfect, so I started taking shots nonstop. Â I went over afterward to make a point of introducing myself because I specifically wanted
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Stranger No. 10
Pandiyan was also in the market. Quiet and pensive, he didn’t mind me zooming all the way in close. When I showed him his picture, he so much appreciated it that he broke off a sprig of cedar he was selling and gave it to me. I like how his eyes shine on the close-up
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Stranger No. 9
I met Salokmar at the flower market in George Town. He was somewhat reserved, so we didn’t chat much – maybe it was the fact that it was still before 7 am – but he didn’t object to my taking his picture. The flower market makes a great place for photography, with the brightly colored