This was a guy we came across as we wandered around London's East End the weekend before last, and of all the street people I've seen and photographed he seemed ... I'm not sure what words to use, the saddest perhaps, or most folorn. I'm not sure, but there was something about him that spoke of a quiet desperation as he sat there amid the noise and the haste of the world around him.
John also put up a more tightly cropped shot the same guy a few days ago.
2.03pm on 24/9/05|
EF 17-40 f/4L USM
30mm (48mm equiv.)