The Smoker

I took this man’s photo on State Street earlier this afternoon. I noticed him out of the corner of my eye as I walked past, hunched in a pocket of sunlight and backed against a wall.

Just as I feel compelled to look now, I was drawn back to him then. The shadows, the smoke, his hair. The jacket against the dark green wall. Is that a hospital bracelet?

I didn’t say hello or ask him his name. Maybe I should have. We all have a story, don’t we?

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