Tick, tick, tick, tock.
The photographer adjusts his tripod for the third time. A lady waits nearby. The Sun glares, moisture hides. Wrists twitch. Hands, large and small, slowly circle. Light breeze, welcomed. Gone again. Where is he? The photographer adjusts his tripod. The lady checks a small notepad. Wrist flicks. Halfway around, time to go. Next shoot.
About the Author
I am from the small town of Huntingburg, Indiana. After graduating from Indiana University with majors in mathematics, chemistry, and Germanic Studies, I moved to London, where I currently study mathematical biochemistry at Imperial College on a Marshall Scholarship.
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