So it happened as I crossed the street, I saw this man stooping, wiping, and painting the steel persiana with the orangest gloves you ever so and a most serious look.
Barcelona, 2008
I began taking pictures and explained that his motions and silhouette were more to my interest and not his face.
As he relaxed (in that way I have of making people feel good), I complimented him on a job well done. He explained that he promised the proprietor 8 years ago to do this job and the day finally came when his chips were called in.
She had nagged he said (but I think he really meant a gentle nudge) to do the job and under what circumstances he agreed now to do it, I will never know.
She, the proprietor, was his wife and we all know that wives are these patient, good-natured and understanding genders.
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