Walking away from the lightrail, we pass by a couple people minding their own business. It gets desolate as we walk past some graffiti, we enter a back alley and I tell Greg I think this would make for a nice shot. He goes for it but informs me that I should be watching his back.
Speaking in whispers, we catch a couple pictures. As we walk further down the alley, Greg tells me he hears voices. I listen and hear them too, we decide to go around, and a conversation materializes about how we should carry a firearm when out doing street photography. I don’t think it’s a bad idea but Greg and I are not exactly the types to be comfortable with such things. The conversation we had earlier about taking out photography equipment insurance sounds a little more reasonable.